Alone after Death
Sitting alone in my chair.
Not knowing why I'm waiting there.
He's not coming, he never will.
It's not his fault he had to be killed.
He knew not what he'd done to me.
His death was silent, and never to be seen.
So I sit alone in my chair.
Without my someone, and no one cares.
June 6, 2007
lorieden Community Member 
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