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a missing peice
I can't feel you
Only where you have been.
I hear all the sounds,
I don't hear yours.
He tried his best,
To clean up this mess.
But he stumbled,
So tiny, unnoticed by many.
He's not you,
He can't fill the hole you left.
We, as a group,
Will never be whole.
And as fans wept,
You slept.
As you slept, everyone wept.
You are gone, never forgotten.
We all got left behind.
But you will never leave our minds.
(Please note, this poem is about Paul Gray, from slipknot)
Only where you have been.
I hear all the sounds,
I don't hear yours.
He tried his best,
To clean up this mess.
But he stumbled,
So tiny, unnoticed by many.
He's not you,
He can't fill the hole you left.
We, as a group,
Will never be whole.
And as fans wept,
You slept.
As you slept, everyone wept.
You are gone, never forgotten.
We all got left behind.
But you will never leave our minds.
(Please note, this poem is about Paul Gray, from slipknot)
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