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Writer's pictureStacy Clair

Death Has Come

 

Well hello again

My old friend

I haven’t seen you since I was ten

Did you come all this way to make amends

 

Did you want to give your regrets

For all the tears I wept

And the lack of nights I slept

You didn’t feel bad, I bet

 

You probably laughed at me

When I begged them not to leave

Wondered why I wouldn’t let you be

As you took my dad, my mom, my dogs and my sister, Wendy

 

Well goodbye again

You were never my friend

Sometimes, I wish I’d gone with you when I was ten

Because the pain of this loss is impossible to mend

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