Waking this morning, I remember him.
How he cared for us with everything.
Until that bullet pierced his flesh,
Forcing the life out of him as it entered.
That was only yesterday.
Today. How should we move on?
I am unable, to handle this.
All my thoughts lead to you.
Everything comes down, all at once.
You’re gone; so are my hope, trust and faith.
So much for my dreams
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