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Mar 2018
MY FRIEND

I hate to hear the word gone
When all I feel is your presence when am alone.
I hate to hear the word too soon
When all I can't wait is to see you soon.

I hate it when the sun rise
for it reminds me of the sun burn we both have
When the sun moves I look at my shadow
Hoping to see yours too.

When the sun set I hide behind board games
Trying to find the mystery you feared from jumanji.
Now that I'm trapped in the woods
I sit and wonder if nature is what you feared.

I still wonder,
If you were here would you still be my friend
And concur the world with me,
Would you really stand by me.

I'm sorry to be selfish
But if my shadow can evade me
Who am I to fool my self and trust you
When you gave your life to the teeth less land.

If heaven had a door
I would just knock at the door
And fly like the king of birds
For I'm not that strong to hold goodbyes with my lenient shoulders.

When you died
I lost my left wing and tried to slice my other wing
And join you on your heavens trip
But mommy told me suicide isn't a solution to heal but to hurt those who have healed.

I am sorry but I tried
And I know your not sorry because you did it.

I wish the world impregnated you with another chance
So I can pause the sand watch
And we both watch the last leave
Slowly floating in the silent wind.
Lehlohonolo Theletsane
Written by
Lehlohonolo Theletsane  21/M/South Africa
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