crystle tears

May 26, 2010
By Nathan wilson BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
Nathan wilson BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
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I am alone in my room
The darkness creating a blanket
Around me

My tears are falling
Slowly to the ground
My nostalgic mind wanders

My past is racing
I struggle to remember
Every bit of him

I remember our past
His time with us
I our home

I remember the struggles
Of two life threatening

Then I think
I don’t need to grieve him
I need to celebrate him

Celebrate his life
Celebrate our life

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