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My friend
October 23, 2015
His head in my hands.
His vibrant red eyes slowly getting darker.
I wish we could’ve been together longer.
In this dark and gloomy world.
He was my flickering candle in an ever expanding black space.
My oasis in this desolate dessert.
And now he is dying.
Leaving me caught, struggling in a spider’s web.
This world is unfair.
This life I’ve been born into is unfair.
I will dies for crimes that were not even committed by my hand.
Good bye my life.
Good by my friend.
Good bye my happiness.
Maybe I’ll see you again.
© Cara L., Cheny, WA
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