Gone

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As you depart from us.

we will cry.

The sadness the leave.

as each day goes by.

The need to see you again grows.

But that will never happen.

You are in a different place.

Somewhere that the corrupted world won't get you.

Some place safe.

But you left me.

And everyone else.

In order to get there.

Somedays I pretend that everything is fine.

But it isn't without you here.

I wish you would come back to me.



So this poem is for my grandmother who passed away last friday. please comment what you think of this poem I always love feedback from people.

-2008sheep  

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