My dark friend
Memory seems in my space, from the past.
She calls me, darling!
No more pain, no more suffering.
I never asked her where she went.
But, she replied, beloved, something always brought me back to you.
She was indeed my best memory, the love of my life, the mother of my only child.
Oh, my kid has grown a family.
She doesn't want me to stay alone.
She arose to ask me, to join her in space.
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Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
Thơ caMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
