You Were Killed, I Died

You Were Killed, I Died

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WpMetadataReadTamamlanmış Hikaye Çar, Eki 14, 2015<5 mins
When you love someone enough, watching them suffer kills you slowly. Note from the author: I originally wrote these words as song lyrics, but they seem to work as poetry, too. This poem is only a metaphor for the suffering that people go through when they have to watch a loved one go through something painful but can do nothing to stop it (like sickness, etc.).
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Antanasia

This is crazy; why is this happening to me. Did I do something wrong. Is this gods way of punishing me. Or is there even a god. Why am I stuck here in this life the one of pain and suffering watching people die left an right. Dropping like flies. People dying because of my recklessness. He warned me. Told me that I should stay away. But I didn't listen. I should have listened.

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