Accidents happen.
But this wasn't an accident.
I'll find the truth.
After he's....
{}-{}-{}
His body is betraying him.
He won't be here long.
He says he won't really be gone.
But a memory isn't the same.
{}-{}-{}
Although I know,
I will cling to his memory.
It was wonderful,
Perfect.
{}-{}-{}
It doesn't take much time,
They said it wouldn't.
His body betrays his mind
And turns cold, stagnant.
{}-{}-{}
I do find the truth,
For him.
It doesn't take too long.
I had help, others wanted it too.
{}-{}-{}
That wasn't a chapter,
It was a whole book.
But now I truly feel,
It can rest on my shelf.
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Poetry
Poetry~Poems~They're not just words on paper, they express feelings right to you~Beautiful Word Portraits~Mine, and others~ For my best poems, read the my newest ones. (The ones toward the bottom of the list)
