#8- Poem: Death

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He's gone.

She's gone.

What do I have left?

They have left this earth.

Now I feel no worth.

Nothing left for me to see.

What now will i be?

Only memories from the past...

Why did they leave so fast?

I took 'em for granted and now they are gone.

What have I done that is so wrong?

It is a surreal feeling...

Now that the devil has done his dealing.

I can't get them back.

They can't be replaced.

There is a huge lack.

You can see it on my face.

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