Rebecca Navarre


I used to drink and party with
you. Even though I said we couldn't
no more, true...You used to entice me,
with dinner, too. Laughing and partying
all night. We joked how we'd survive.
You, Tom, and, I. If the rest of the
world passed by. Because we were, so
drunk, so high. How could I know, in
the next few days, you'd die.

Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend, drunkenness, ego

Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 29, 2017
Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 26, 2017

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Rika age 37. May....Always.
..Return To Innocents..
J.K. age 34. Romans 8.38-39.

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Comments about Wk2 by Rebecca Navarre

  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (10/27/2017 12:52:00 AM)

    Mourning! Life and death. Being part of mankind on earth. Have my sympathy. Thanks for sharing.

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    Rebecca NavarreRebecca Navarre(10/29/2017 5:47:00 PM)

    Thank You! ! ! Edward, For Your Ever So Kind And Thoughtful Reply! ! ! ! ! Your
    Poems Are Heart Felt, Beautiful, And Powerful To Read! ! ! ! ! To Your Readers Hearts And
    Souls They Speak! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! !
    And Smiles! ! ! ! !

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