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excerpt from one of my books: Radical.Immortal.Poetry. (R.I.P.)

dedicated to my father again
written last Jan. 26 2015

My mother and my brother will never know,

The amount of tears that always flow

In my eyes as memories increase,

I just know that the pain will never cease.

I feel the gloom is heavily sinking in,

I drown in its depths, poison within.

I can’t erase the picture of your hospital bed,

It’s carved forever inside of my head.

For some people, death wouldn’t matter,

But to me, it does and I miss you, my Father.

So for now, I’ll just hold on to heaven’s promises,

That someday we’ll be together in its premises.



★Born again Christian ★BS Tourism Graduate ★Artist ★Musician ★Poet/Writer ★Bookworm ★Japanophile ★Choleric/Melancholic #LittleBlackStar

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