Days go by
Your essence still lingers here
But your voice I vaguely remember
Filled with regret and anger
Not only at those who lied to me
But at myself
For letting you leave me after the harsh words I said
I cried knowing bullets pierced your chest
And how you painfully gasped for air
A family lost their son
My sister lost her lover
And I lost a friend
It's too late
Too late
But I still want to say
Good bye old friend
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Old Friend
Poetry11 years ago I lost a friend. Not knowing what to do with my emotions I wrote a poem. I also posted this before on writing cafe, but decided to edit it and post it here.