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Aug 2015
1 year,
365 days,
12 months,
8766 hours,
525600 minutes,
And
3153600 seconds.

Tick tock, tick tock,
Time has passed.

Despair,
Remorse.

He died,
Seems like ages.

I cry a lot,
But never have i stopped missing you from that day.

The day they took your coffin away,
Leaving behind decay !

I've been counting all the days,
And it now has been exactly 1 year,

I'm far too late to say this,
But I love you,
And I will always miss you.
Arfah Afaqi Zia
Written by
Arfah Afaqi Zia  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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