Rain dripping down the window,
Just like the tears running down his face.
The loss of a loved one,
The feeling of a million daggers in his soul.
The pain just keeps on growing,
Till he cannot take it anymore.
The loss of a loved one,
The feeling of a million daggers in his soul.
The nightmares every night,
The guilt inside his heart.
The loss of a loved one,
The feeling of a million daggers in his soul.
He feels it is his fault he is gone,
His soul sealed away in darkness.
The loss of a loved one,
The feeling of a million daggers in his soul.
In his dreams he sees him,
In his dreams he feels him, the one that he loved most.
The loss of a loved one,
The feeling of a million daggers in his soul.
And now he’s gone and there’s nothing he can do,
Except keep on fighting through, and through.
He will bring him back,
And the whole inside his heart will be filled by his smile.
The return of a loved one,
The feeling of a rebirth in his soul.
~RagingFlameSprite~
Every once in a while
someone contacts you while you are online
and you hit it off
right from the start.
This person becomes your best friend
and then
for one reason or another
with a click of a button
they are gone
and you never hear from them again.
This person is truly missed
more than they will know.
~Mami-chan~
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