Sunday, April 22, 2012

Since She Died (Poetry)

I Haven't Seen You 
Since She Died 
I Held Her Hand 
And Cried Inside 

She Was The One 
Who Molded Me 
Into The Man 
I Was Meant To Be 

Every Night 
She Said Her Prayers 
On Bended Knee 
To The One Upstairs 

Where Have You Been? 
What Have You Done? 
Why Are You Hiding 
From Your Son? 

I Haven't Seen You 
Since She Died 
When I Held Her Hand 
And Cried Inside

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