Untitled Iv - Poem by T.. Veronica
I was so lost.
Stumbling through the dark-
Cold, silent and still
Everything turned to ash.
I had fallen
Rain of tears, pouring from my soul,
Washing away the last of my faith
Drowning my hope.
You were here.
I know the depths to which you were pained.
I only wish that I could have saved you,
To know you did not die in vain.
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