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Mourner's Poem

Endless nights, endless cries, Asking why you have to die. Wishing in a selfish way, To trick death's trap in any way. If only I could turn back time, But truth slaps me hard from a beautiful lie.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




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Date: 1/11/2022 4:47:00 PM
Everyone wants that beautiful lie to become reality! Emotion conveyed nicely. Thanks - Marshall
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Date: 1/11/2022 10:39:00 AM
Carpe diem!
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