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I look around to see,
the pieces of my life have been shattered into three.
Losing the presence of the people who shape,
now help my mind to create.
Deep or dark or light or fluffy,
without them i would be absolutely nothing!
The first of the pieces is hard to miss,
it was the love from them,
an absolute love an undying gift.
The love was always there in my time of need,
now I miss it and wish it could be!
twisted mind always moves to pervert,
the feelings I have and turns them to hurt.
Perverting and twisting their unending love,
the hurt turns to rage then others get hurt!
The second part gets stronger every day,
the loyalty I feel will never go away!
But just like the love the hurt and pain twist away,
making what was good evil in a way.
The last piece is often not seen,
the respect that is given is often unseen.
It is something you would feel with a crooked smile or a glance,
now it goes one way you don't get it back.
And once again you feel a strain,
hurt and pain pervert it in a way.
When you feel each piece independent and broke away,
you struggle to put them together each day!
But now perverted from the pain and the hate,
you try to put them together but they are not the same shape.
You try to jam the pieces in the old spaces,
a voice says to you "Time for some changes!"
Like a voice from the past you hear it so clear,
the memory triggers one lonely tear.
Understanding the hate and pain is all that remains,
you start to see your absolute path in your own way!
Nothing can replace what you now have lost,
But the hope of seeing them again is not lost!
You toil to be what you should,
always remembering THEY thought you could!
As you change your life to "Do no harm",
you feel the hurt and pain just move on.
Please close your eyes and see their faces,
it will take you to the most beautiful places,
you can talk to them and feel their presence.
As you feel life slowly getting better,
the pieces start moving back together.
One day I hope to see,
I will see one instead of three.

This poem is dedicated to Jevon Simone-Lateef Dickens, Dustin "D" Gene Green, Francis Eugene Cerny, Mr. and Mrs. Harold Postier and everyone you and I have lost..... I know I will forget someone, but it doesn't diminish their loss. OneLove!!!