I wrote this poem a couple of days after my friend was killed. It talks about how I felt after his death.
This poem originally was published in Sad Poems - Poems about Death
Dying Inside
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Something so hard goes straight to the soul; it seems impossible to get over and my heart is left with a big hole. I'm trying to be happy, wearing a smile; but I'm dying inside. The world seems to be fading, and I just want to run and hide. Everywhere I go I see your face, and realize how much I miss you; and on the day you died a piece of me died too. |
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