Airda Jones

Rookie (Sept.17,1988 / US)

Pain At It's Worst - Poem by Airda Jones

It is never easy
To deal with them passing on
And it's so much harder
To tell yourself they're gone

The pain you feel
Just won't go away
And even time will not
Let you forget the ache

You may heal but
There's always still a hole
One little memory that remains
A bullet in your soul

But you can't stop
What must go on when
They have to go and all
You can do is remember them.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008

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