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Apr 2017
I looked and saw an angel.
Death was but a presence.
Her life was of an essence.
She would have killed my soul.
My heart for hers grew old.

Distance was an option.
Our love created a carcass.
I don't regret the process.
I don't forget forgotten.

She was my apostle.
I listened to the prophets.
Our hope was always guided.
She spoke through me in silence,
but I could hear the screams.

She begged for peace & quiet.
She begged for suicide.
I had to give her life,
because hers included mine.

I was running...
Running out of time.

This is who I loved.
A poem about a girl.
Kalvin Moon
Written by
Kalvin Moon  25/M
   Moonshine Noire
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