Death
The lost of someone is obviously not easy
I can't seem to say things about the pain
It never comes around when life feels free
And the overwhelming tears you can't restrain
It happens so often that we become so immune
not knowing that today may be the last day
But somehow someway we run from the truth
And never say the things we wanted to say
I hope I don't see the passing of another person
But who am I kidding you will lose a friend
The unbelievable cry and yell of frustration
Who knows when times out and it is our end.
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