my cries are not heard by anyone
i miss you so to the point where i am staring down at a gun,
i know that you don't want me to commit such acts
but i must if i get to see you again,
to feel your hand grip against mine
to hear your words of "its going to be fine"
closing my eyes, i cant seem to let go
i finally collapse on your grave
drowning in the ocean that has become my tears
i beg of you to come back
but the only memorial i have of you is the rose you gave me in your final
grasp
 
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