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Childhood Vs. Adulthood
March 15, 2019
You left for a few days,
And I had to wear black.
There were tears streaming.
I was lonely and scared,
When the bully looked at me.
He said sorry, and never again stood in my way.
He said he understood and apologized again.
A few days later I was back in black,
Less of a somber occasion.
Though most faces still held tears,
Not mine, I was waiting to tell you,
Everything that you had missed.
Now, a couple years later,
They tell me you’re dead.
Though I talked to you yesterday,
I know now the truth;
You are dead.
© Narongsukchai T., Sachse, TX
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