Death

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January 19, 2014

Your brother called me last night

And told me about the driver

Who was just as drunk as I was

When I kissed Her last month

But he cared even less

About you.

I came to the hospital right away

But it was too late.

They told me the news and

All I heard was

I'll never see you smile again or

Be able to tell you

I love you.

My last words to you were

"I'm sorry"

Your last words to me were

"I hate you"

I realized today that

I'm not afraid of death anymore.

Or heaven, or hell.

The worst thing I can think of now

Is never being able to see you

Ever again.

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