Unfortunate Loss

He died... in my arms.
"Please you can't leave me!"
That last thought echoes
In the back of my head,
My grief eating me whole
He can't possibly be dead
I refuse to believe it.

I won't allow it to be true
He can't leave me here
If he left, I don’t know what I’d do,
I look down upon his cold body
His eyes hold no life
Tears well up in my eyes.

His soul severed from his body by a knife
I scream and weep
As memories rush through my mind,
All the happiness gone
All the joy left behind,
Now here he lies
Dead in my arms
Now I say goodbye.
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Published: 12/14/2011
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