As the words blur together,
Visions of death taking over my mentality once again.
Dirt filled graves
Rose covered caskets
Rain and tears pour down on each tombstone due to things
that we can’t imagine.
What happened?
How could you leave us?
Angry questions asked for no actual reason.
As the years pass by and
the images become fainter,
I just really hope that all is well on your end…
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