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The Fifth Floor

By Cwm

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I visited this floor again, the site of remembrance of death. It was here,five years ago, that our lives,turned to sorrow. Why did you have to jump? Was there no options for you Was life to depressing, and had too much oppression? If only your mother was there, she probably could've saved you. If only your father was there, he probably could've saved you. If only your mother was there, if only your father was there. I talked to them, with tears, rolling down. They wished I was there too. So many stories, from above, no life for you, filled with love. So I cry out today, forever throwing my sorrow away, for the life was wasted, but your heart, we can't replace it. If only your mother was there. If only your father was there. ~CWM  John Kniles 1976-1997Im fine now, just needed to dedicate a poem to him. ~CWM Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 02:35 PM PST   0 • 18 • 1

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