Just a mix of my thoughts. Very unorganized and free because freedom of expression doesn't mean it's always the right time or way to say what you feel.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Baby Mia
There is no fight left in your frail body
The light is far gone from your eyes
There is no warmth
All hope is lost
So soon...you're gone
I see the tears run down
Your mother's face
See the clenched fist
Your father makes
And, if disappearing could solve
This mess
Your memory would no longer exist
So they cry and cradle
One another
The way they would've done
If you...
They sigh and sigh
Their world has been shattered
But nothing... nothing could bring them back you.
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