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The pain of loosing someone can easily come at a young age
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Goodbye |
| by Jessica Miller |
As I walked into the high school,
People were watching us.
But I didn't notice now.
I walked over to you,
I touched your sweet face.
I tried not to cry, but the tears
they were always there.
I tasted the tears of anger and sorrowness,
I tried to tell myself it was all a bad dream -
But then I realized that dreams
aren't supposed to hurt you.
As I leaned over,
I whispered into your ear,
I love you.
Then I put the flowers on the casket,
And I quietly walked out saying,
Goodbye.
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