Still

Thunder rolls

Lightning strikes

As grief still cuts me

Like a knife

Xxx

Tu Me Manques

I just wish you were still here.

That’s it.

No flowery language.

No poetic licence.

I just wish you hadn’t died.

Simple.

Xxx.

Simple

Remember

When you said

You’d never leave me

And you lied?

Well,

Fuck you

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