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You, Die Every Day
something is wrong with me like the way i think of you every single day, every day, since that day somehow old thoughts come creeping we are laughing about something that happened i remember you had a way of making me forget it was on that day that day i walked with the wind blowing against me angry at god i could have walked around the world yes but i walked to a park and sat on a bench screaming inside of me where we used to sit and talk your shoes were neatly placed waiting in the closet i sat on the bed i sat thinking waiting for your touch ( i still do ) you were my anchor my security now i have no direction i am lost in a sea of nothingness that day every day you, die every day i see it all replay in the shadows unbidden like an old movie knowing each line each scene are you going to cry says my sister yes, i think i will cry now the smell of red roses makes me sick when will you stop dying you, die every day, many times am i never to be free i imagine myself a bird resting in a tree quiet with the wind why do i stay i mean i can fly just fly into the sky oh yes, i cannot i am held by the thread of grief _____________________ April 4, 2017 Free Verse/You, Die Every Day Copyright Protected, ID 889358 Go Ahead . . . I Dare You John Lawless Fourth Place
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