The Soul Of A Stranger Poem by Crimson Haze

The Soul Of A Stranger



It all ended quickly,
a young soul died,
murder, without cause.

That fateful day,
she was ripped away,
and a father just hid his brother.

Though my body still lives on,
her soul is gone,
and she has taken my childhood with her,
leaving me,
an adult child stranger.

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