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Thinking of You

I held onto you tight
And stayed close to you.
They pulled out their guns
As we slowly backed away.
Then one of them said,
“Wait, we want you to stay.”
I could feel my heart pounding,
I wanted to cry,
All I could think was
I don’t want to die.

What happened next,
I don’t even know.
It all happened so fast
But yet so slow.
The next thing I knew
You were lying at my feet.
They walked away laughing
And left you in the street.
I fell to my knees
And I held you close.
My tears dampened your hair
And your blood stained my clothes
I cried and cried
Hoping you’d come back to me,
But you just lied in my arms,
As lifeless as can be.

No one came
NO one even cared.
I screamed to God,
“Why couldn’t you have been spared?”
Now I’m getting to the end
Of my long sad poem.
I hope you’re happen
In your heavenly home
Always remember
Our love is true
And wherever you are


I’ll be thinking of you.
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