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Lost Last

September 9, 2014
By Alexandria Weiss BRONZE, Dayton, Ohio
Alexandria Weiss BRONZE, Dayton, Ohio
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To my friend’s funeral, I never went.

But sometimes I like to sit back and think,

He will never get the letter I sent,

He will never see how tears bled the ink.

 

Now, never will he smile or write again

Now, never will he graduate or pass.

Now, he won’t get any letters I send.

Now his fourteenth year will be his lost last. 

 

Never again will he grin down on me,

Or laugh so largely that it hurts to laugh.

Now he is  a  bump in the ground to see.

Now he is celebrating his lost last.

 

Never will I be happy, when I think

Of Paul because I think of lost last, bled ink.


The author's comments:

My friend Paul pased away in May 2012, so I figured I'd write something for him as his birthday passed


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on Sep. 17 2014 at 11:55 am
Princess.Renda GOLD, Travelers Rest, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"All the world is made of faith, trust, and pixie dust." --J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Alexandria, this is really good! Good, but also very sad. I haven't had a close friend die before, but I've had to move around a lot so it kinda felt like loosing them. So in a way, I can kind of relate. I think its great that you wrote this for Paul :) keep writin, love :)