May 10, 2009
By Erik McEntee BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
Erik McEntee BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
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The sad morning of a desperate family,
awaken to the mistake of Gods unfortunate duty.
Trying to forget the cause
of this duty without, a single pause.
We mourn the emptiness within,
but will never know where to begin.
As God is only doing his job,
we have already begun to sob.
You can only imagine the unworthiness,
and for us, this will never bring back forgiveness.
We’re waiting for this tragic moment to be gone forever,
knowing that we will never
forget it. We sometimes say we hate you,
but now that your gone, we can never forget you.
You said you would live forever,
and now I won’t ever
see you again. Time will always move on,
But this memory will never be withdrawn.
As we await, mourning over Gods unfortunate duty,
We must always look for the beauty
within. It is always said you must be strong,
But how, when it feels so wrong?
You can never underestimate the power
of God, and it will always make us sour.
As this memory passes through,
we always think of you.

Never forgetting a single moment,
that will remind us of Gods unfortunate duty.

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