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❝and all of the gods cried
the day that you died
because it was a tragedy
for the living to loose someone
as pure and kind
as you were
always with a bright smile
on your lips
and incouraging words
at the tip of your tounge
you lived a good life,
surrounded by the people
you loved and who loved you
in return, blessed to be able
to have you near them
never did you once complain
about not having enough
never did you tell a lie
or cheated to get through
and all of the gods cried
the day that you died;
mourning over the loss
of innocence
because they knew
that they would never be able
to create someone as caring
and loving as you were
what a real tragedy❞
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Muted Screams III 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
Poetry»To the ones, who want to scream but can't get a single word out. The ones with a compassionate heart and a shattered soul. The desperate ones and the kind ones. To the ones that fight for themselves and for others, in order to get a voice. To raise...
