September
A Day of loss a day of tears a day of fears
a sister i adored had been torn from this world with no warning
she left her hospital bed all alone in this world because she was a mean mean girl
she left with no friends and left with no heart.
She was caught up in death from the day she was born she wanted to be an xray assistant
she will be no more as i laid her to rest i mumbled under my breathe you were the best
sister i could ask for even though we faught but we worked to togther even though it was
tough
Thanks and rest in the september sun and remember you were always the one i could count
on.
Copyright © Shayla Dendinger | Year Posted 2010
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