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Remembering
sometimes life is a lonely road to travel with no one there to help with no parents or siblings to share your problems or happiness with times you begin to appreciate them more showing what could have been remembering all the times you could have made a difference growing up where differences showed becoming independent of them also led to a wide chasm between all that grew till they became strangers lives becoming further apart till they no longer were a part of your world remembering all the times you could have made a difference then one day all changed they began to die off all so young and vibrant you found yourself really alone because now all are gone you are the survivor tears fall as you realize you can no longer talk to them or even say im sorry remembering all the times you could have made a difference the words i love you never entered your head when they were alive and there they are now gone you are still here knowing there will never be another chance a chance to say im sorry...a chance to say i love you....all are gone remembering all the times you could have made a difference Vote for this poem
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