It's been nine years,
And I have so few memories,
Yet,
This date,
It was the date you were taken away,
Too soon, I say.
Next year,
It will be ten years,
Since they screwed up your treatment,
Since you were taken away.
You left,
Yet you didn't choose to.
You were dragged away from us,
Helplessly.
But you remain in all our hearts.
You never met him,
But he's a wonderful little boy,
Our little brother.
He'll never get to meet you,
But you were a wonderful person,
Our grandad,
Mum's dad,
And dad's father in law.
You fought your fight,
And they fucked it over,
And you were taken away.
I hope you're proud of what we're all becoming,
And what we're going to be.
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
