poems (a colection that i will do over the summer)
Dedicated to
We cry for those who passed.
We cry for those who might.
But when we pass,
No one cries.
We wait for years.
But no cries from
The ones we cried for.
When the do cry we
Are gone for years
And years.
Only to be remembered
On our 5 year anniversary.
But when we cry
We cry at what ever
Reminds us of them.
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