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Gone, sadly.
It was after her accident.
I no longer recognized her.
Such a beautiful young lady
Afraid of nothing,
Meeting the world head to head
No holds barred.
But then came the distraction
Crossing the lane
Not paying attention.
The bus.
Now physically she is with us
But otherwise
She is no longer there
A young lady, oh, so fair.
I no longer recognized her.
Such a beautiful young lady
Afraid of nothing,
Meeting the world head to head
No holds barred.
But then came the distraction
Crossing the lane
Not paying attention.
The bus.
Now physically she is with us
But otherwise
She is no longer there
A young lady, oh, so fair.
Published 7th Nov 2021
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- Edited 1st Jan 2022 9:45pm
7th Nov 2021 4:20pm
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8th Nov 2021 5:15pm
Hmm. It's sad and dark write. Knowing someone is still alive but trapped in a different kind of prison.
Well penned sir.
Well penned sir.
8th Nov 2021 6:38pm
