She Is Dead
Today the silence rings in my head
She is dead
Never to return
Her mother won’t get to say goodbye, only to cry when her name is said.
She is dead.
Never to walk the land
Her father will never be allowed to hold her hand, only to wish he had told her he loved her more.
She is dead.
Gone now and forever more.
Copyright © Tobi Gentles | Year Posted 2023
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