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My pain



They took him away from me

His love, there was no time to show me



No doubt, he loved me so much

All my desire, he provides a bunch



I still remember the loaf of bread

The brown five and the ten red



I always scratch his back with a comb

But now I only see his tomb



I always wish he is still alive

To me he would abide



A little boy thinking he would wake

Now I know all is just fake



He is not going to come back again

And I will never see him again



That’s one thing about life

Sometimes you seem not to see the light.

                                                                                                              By J_amaze
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