Fifteen weeks and three days,
Times blurred, gone by in a blaze.
Since I saw you in the hospital bed,
Since I saw you take your last breath.
It still seems like yesterday
When I walked in the ward and you said 'Hey! '
There's so many things we wont do any more,
like watching films filled with blood and gore.
What can they say?
to make me feel ok?
No more believing,
that you'll be back someday.
Fifteen weeks and three days,
Now the suns given you all its rays
You give me courage, you give me light,
You give me guidance to make it through the night.
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pleasure to read your pen vibes, , i can remember starting this young, , love this one and you should continue writing, , it just make sense, that you are a creative person and we want to hear and read what you have to say, , so listen to that inspired voice and let us know, , stay safe, ,