Old poem i wrote about six months after my buddy evan died. I miss that boy.
I remember the pale gray puddles
That shivered on the pavement-
The way the world seemed half asleep
The day I knew you were gone.
Your name conjures the word suicide
Like a curse,
And the metallic tang of pain
Fills the space you left behind.
Empty condolences buzz...
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*hugs*