I watched you run. Eyes filled with fear,contemplating death. Sweat runs down your brow. A silent whisper,a gentle tear. Still you're left wondering how. Nothing at this point is clear.
Run, try to excape. Have we forgotten that all were born to die. Time isn't relavent. Shortness of time, no reason to cry. What quality found could be so heaven sent? And why?
The sweetest of memories. made without thought of ones self. Only the welfare of another.Who's heart was put on a shelf. Love stronger than that of a brother. Unconcerned with wealth
Now left by chance to die. Yet memories linger as spirits seek there new home.While truth has been forgotten, still I cry. For I feel that I was left alone.Reguardless how hard I try..
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