Like stars that live then die their fiery death,
you, sister, ripped from me so suddenly
departed long, too long, no words, no breath
to say goodbye to loving family.
Your child lives remembering the pain,
that unexpected moment set by Fate
to snip your living thread to dust again
that chance demanded on this summer's date.
We watch in agony you, lifeless, still,
your body, cold, though memories still warm,
a soul dispatched too long before its will
to leave unknown by those who did you harm.
So long as life and hope in me reside,
not one shall e'er forget this day you died.
This is a heavy trip. Sometimes it becomes so obvious that, past a certain point, life will never make sense again, but we don't have the option of just stopping everything there.
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This poem filled with cherish the memory of a deceased person. I felt deep impression. Your opem have deep and a passion so it is excellent. I think that you are good poet. This poem's score is most highest score. It is 10