> "I'll cry tonight"
>
> He felt her hardened hand, and knew that it was hers no more.
> Looked beyond those half-dead eyes, faded shadows all he saw.
> His mind ablaze with questions, feelings fighting for the right;
> To escape a world of pain, unseen forces them to fight.
>
> Picture books of memories, pages pounding in his head.
> His stomach hadn't realised that she was even dead.
> Now thoughts of how, tomorrows will affect his yesterdays,
> Fluid frightened feelings began to form and then to maze.
>
> Looking now upon what remains, of someone he adored.
> No way of saying his good-bye's, a pain that feels ignored.
> By those that leave the trapped behind, free flying to their fate;
> Without our life's thoughts of sadness, grief, pain or even hate.
>
> "I'll cry tonight", he whispered as he walked out of the room.
> He hates it when this world of his decides to use the broom.
> Sore thoughts of how, tomorrows will affect his yesterdays,
> Fluid fighting feelings began to form and then to maze.
>
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