Everyday as I sit at the bus stop I can't help but think of you, I can't help but think of what an amazing person you were.
Your eyes were bright,
Your smile was wide,
Your heart was big,
But your mentality was small.
You were worth so much.
I love you Liz, wherever you are.
You were my best-friend.
I board this bus for the last time.
One day I'll see her again.
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SINS
Short Storysin noun plural noun: sins an immoral act considered to be a transgression against divine law. - Even the demons in her mind are afraid of her thoughts. ** THIS SHORT STORY CONTAINS TRIGGERS. READ AT YOUR OWN WILL. ** Copyrighted. © feb2015-mar2015
