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I stare through the rear window as the car begins to move away With tears running the gamut of my Face my body trembling and wet with Sweat I choke with anger as the contempt For this separation grows deep I wail and I wail It is then that the memory of her tear Filled puffy red eyes as she is cloaked In a moment of sadness Is imprinted on me And I became a broken child On a journey to a world that seemed To be without conscience For no longer could I be her Protector and me the center of her Attention As the weeks turn to years the years To decades A bitter emptiness haunts me For when I search my memory Nowhere do I find ever saying The goodbye word To my little sister And I cry Earl S. Jackson Mar 1996 Copyright © 2010 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved

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Date: 5/12/2010 2:21:00 PM
This is so sad, but lovely. Goodbye is like sorry, it's the hardest word to say.
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