Michael is Gone

By , New York, NY
I'm sitting here listening to Michael Jackson, listening to everything about his voice.
He has a velvety voice, it flows.
I think about how great he is.
Than it dawns on me. Just like every other time I actually listen.
He's gone.
He's not coming back.
Forever,
Gone.
Then I think, when I'm gone, when I leave this world, will I meet him? Will I be able to listen to his music and voice and think about him with out thinking 'He's gone?'. I sure hope so.
Because I don't want him to be gone forever.





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