The unforgotten

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It's a cold October night it's raining like always in this little forgotten town as I walk past the grave yard where my love lays I think to myself he's in a better place than this little messed up world as I walk home to a sad lonely house where his stuff lays on my bed an I'm in his black hoodie e have me when we first started dating since his death I haven't took it off afraid I will lose my mind. my mother pasted away just a few days ago I guess her time was coming to an end as she held my father close an with her dying words she said" I love you" she body faded into a pale white as he eyes shut to sleep for forever

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