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May 2020
Light was a sign of hope
Of future
Of life

But as he looked down
At white stained red,
He felt nothing but
Empty
Alone
Hopeless

Maybe if he had been there
He could have kept white untainted
Kept his heart whole
Made the light stay put

But as he looked down,
All he could see was void

As they arrived and pulled him away,
All he could feel was pins and needles

As they covered his love in a sheet black as night
All he could feel was warm arms wrapping around him
Just barely there
all he could think was

Iā€™m sorry,

I wish I was there

Maybe I could have saved you

All he could hear
Was sweet nothings
Whispered under the gentle morning sun
Surrounded by the warmth of the covers

Never to be heard again
To be felt, again

It was gone

Just, gone

Forever
Written by
Kathleen  15/Bigender/hell
(15/Bigender/hell)   
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   Mark S
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