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Robert Grey
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Friends/Family Inhale...Exhale.. Hold your breath
Such a struggle in the presence of death
Dive down, down, deep into the black
Never to rise, never come back
Lie down to rest as we wail our mourning
Death to the young without warning
Shock, pain, a chunk of my heart
The slow feeling of being ripped apart
Goddess, Help me, Why must I grieve?
Why did he ever even have to leave?
No, no. I must be content where he lay
However I'll never forget Robert Grey...
Hm, who is Robert Grey? I really liked this poem, though, especially the ending :)