0008.Last Memory... Of My Dad...The Ghost Poem by Sunset Moonshine
0008.Last Memory... Of My Dad...The Ghost
The last memory,
I had,
was my dad,
telling me, he's dead.
I looked at him,
I could barely see his face,
Cause the light was to dim,
I tryed to serch his face, but there was no trace.
That night i fought against my tears,
Knowing that my fears,
Have been unleashed,
And wouldn'y be retreaved.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: dad
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