I loss my blood I loss my love I cried me up a flood in the dirt and made me some mud I loss the count of days I loss the count of months I loss some years up all night I loss sleep I loss a lot of tears I wouldn't eat I loss my appetite I lost some weight holding my head in my hands I almost loss my mind I almost loss hope wishing I could disappear I no longer wanted to be here I didn't want to hear everything gone be alright I felt like I could cry for the rest of my life I felt like some one turned out the light when I was trying to read cut off the air when I was trying to breathe blocked the doorway when I was about to leave like a butterfly who loss its wings naked as a tree that loss its leaves I loss the spark that lit the fire morning came and changed the mourning to grief I had to grieve
the loss and I loss again
The Immortal Wize
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The Loss
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mlowe5 says: Deep! Be forever mindful, grief is of love, and love always heals and finds itself in happy flowing tears of joyful keloi memories. Peace and Love. |
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