Free verse № 153811
Missing the Past
Who do I long for
Sitting here alone
Who is it I miss
When I left them
Past memories
People
who no longer exist
And yet
If I call their number
They will answer
with a hiss
Death comes to those who live
New beginnings
Not for all
Growth can be a blessing
Or a curse
If it leaves you all alone.
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