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By Russ

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Why do we die? I failed to say the words good bye. She was a beautiful thing. She graced this earth with great content. Why the time so short, why her time so lent? Why do we die? Sometimes when alone, I cry. She's so precious to me now. We knew each other too shortly. I miss her smile so badly. Why do we die? This question can't be answered, I often try. Does she see me from another place. Does she read these words I vow? Can she sense the tears that fall now. Why do we die? Her memory graces me, not enough. If next to me now, on her cheek I'd want to kiss her. Is it okay, it feels so good to miss her? Why do we die? My written words keep her alive. Are these words I write self-seeking? For in my heart, she's still a human "being". Why do we die? I'm scared of blurs to come. Too few memories linger. But I know I can't forget her. So why did she die? As I go through life, I'll wonder why. For one I knew too shortly, I'll forever take her with me. Written October 4th, 2001 © on Oct 04 2001 02:10 AM PST   0 • 1

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