Until......
Until you die
I would cry
tears of happiness
not of sympathy
you couldn't see
the errors you that you have ignored to fix
beacause of it
I'll be grateful when your gone
I would be happy once more
I'll breathe more easily
I'll laugh without hesitation
I'll talk on and on
but until you die
my world will be isolated
poem by Cynthia Sok
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