(num)bered©
Gotta get off that 1111 mark
11 unlucky# when things for me went dark,
i need to hurry up and write many a poem
so i can get rid of the other 11.
To those who do not know the fact
March 11th 2011 was when my heart was attacked,
attacked in such a way
i'll never come back from that day.
I exist only cause i'm forced to
to try to continue making him proud i gotta do,
oh how i miss him so
it only gets worse the longer i go.
Things will never look up for me
till i look up and see,
see his open arms and smiling face
to join him in Heaven my saving grace.
My heart's in pieces beyond measure
i want it in 1 peace forever,
one day i'll lay down and go to sleep
then Faith and I will take that heavenly leap!
Copyright© 2012
Sally
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