When I saw you,
In the coffin,
I didn’t know you.
It was a shell of you,
Not the real you.
Your body lays at rest now,
To be absent from the body,
To be gone.
. . . . . But where?
I know it’s not just me you left,
And it leaves a void that cannot be filled,
’cause knowing that you won’t be back,
I’m forced to say goodbye.
But don’t you worry,
I’ll wipe away the tears I can’t hide.
© Copyright 2014 Kiera Scanlon
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