The End
The End
It’s not me you put in this hole
It’s a vacant shell who resembles me
I’ve left for pastures new
And I’m at peace with all my actions
Don’t shed tears, but go forward
Because we’ll meet in years to come
When you, like me, have moved on.
David Cox 20/08/21
Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2021
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