Poems of Young and Old
Monday
death
death.
yet another one has been taken.
one struggles to care, yet tears formed at the glimpse of another.
"was he thinking of me?"
he might have.. depending on how quick it was.
he always didn't want to disappoint me.
but have i disappointed him?
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