The Loss

I'm here, just here staring down.

Wishing on a near by well.

Watching them sleep in a new found hell!

With someone risking your loved ones life.

With your loved ones soul,

Just resting in someone else's home.

Can't tell how or where there soul will go.

If that someone would make one small mess up.

Sitting, just waiting for what they have done.

But with only to be told that loved soul has gone.

Making you feel empty and all alone.


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