I miss you and your contagious, warm smile;
You have been missing from here for awhile.
After a long time, they announced you dead,
A demon replaced you, that's what they said.
Society killed you, set your soul free.
You should be here, alive, instead of me.
I should have seen the many signs you left.
I miss you so dearly, my former self.
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The Chaos
PoetryWelcome to the chaos of my mind. A collection of original poems by me. "A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language." -W.H. Auden "That was her gift, she filled you with words you didn't k...
