To the Tomlinsons and Deakins:
It was the day
When God took her life away
A beautiful woman, a mother of seven
An Angel sent from heaven.
The loss must've hurt them hard
It must've torn their hearts apart
To lose such a beautiful soul
But she is now God's to hold.
Be strong, keep your head high
Don't let your spirit die
Do it for them, do it for us
But mostly, do it for yourself.
-We are here for you. Sincerely, Nik.
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Forbidden Thoughts
PoetryWriting is my escape. But as much as it helps me to run from my problems, it also helps me to confess them. Though, no one is a saint, including me. There are words I shouldn't say, feelings I shouldn't feel, and poetries I shouldn't write. So here...
