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Jun 2014
Moments like these bring me under
They relieve the ocean’s masters from their power
Pulling my inside’s out so far I can no longer breathe
My lack of power is where I find contentment

Walking up the stairs to find her body
Every time I close my eyes, she’s all I see
That poor lovely sociable creature, gone
Taken away from me, yet life goes on

I hate that people can continue
As if nothing has happened
I hate that they can carry on
With their endless busy schedules

Without regard to their surroundings
They ****** all they can to the dirt
To make all things easier for them
Those selfish *******

An angel has fallen today
Straight into the hands of Satan
She has committed crimes by leaving us
I dare not count how many

What is to become of this world
If the good die young
The rich become richer
And the poor become poorer

I feel her senses within my body
Every air she vibrantly welcomed
From the fair to the naked
From the wanted to the unwanted

I cannot fail because of her
She is the light in my world
And she gave me an impossible job
I need to live for two people now
Bianca J Cortez
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