Michelle Lynn Lemon

When the sun went down
I didn't hear a sound
I felt so broken
Not a word could be spoken
Nightmares came alive
I began to cry
Why, why?
Why did you have die?
I felt so undevoted
So wrecked and misspoken
I cannot move on
Now that your life is gone
I'm broken

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this in class one day for my mother, I felt I had to tell someone so I read it to my English class and they told me that it's a really, really good poem. So in other words, I wrote a nice poem.

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