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What a waste Waste of beauty, potentials and dreams I guess she had plans for the future like you and me What to do and what to be like a dust blown into the air They're now ascended into space Ourselves we must now brace Her demise a hidden message only for an eloquent ace But don't stop trusting in his(God) imminient grace For she has gotten to the end of her very race The day will wake and she will not stir You will call her name but she lay still Glance At her preferred spot and she's not there You will gaze upon her meadow saffron but she won't care Because She has gone into the darkness But her smile in our hearts remainst the brightest I will miss her the slightest So I write you dry your tears While she's laid to rest I urge you cryless
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 6:16 PM UTC
Cryless
What a waste Waste of beauty, potentials and dreams I guess she had plans for the future like you and me What to do and what to be like a dust blown into the air They're now ascended into space Ourselves we must now brace Her demise a hidden message only for an eloquent ace But don't stop trusting in his(God) imminient grace For she has gotten to the end of her very race The day will wake and she will not stir You will call her name but she lay still Glance At her preferred spot and she's not there You will gaze upon her meadow saffron but she won't care Because She has gone into the darkness But her smile in our hearts remainst the brightest I will miss her the slightest So I write you dry your tears While she's laid to rest I urge you cryless
A tribute written to console a friend of mine who lost a beloved friend of hers Sorry she had to pass on so soon. The title can also be waste or cryless depends on the readers Wrote this poem for her(my friend) to stop her from shading tears
#tribute#gone#so#soon
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Maryclinton
22/M
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 6:16 PM UTC
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