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He walks thru his house complacently,
as he looked thru his stuff so admiringly.
He gazes at his family pictures,
the night he lost his dentures.
He stopped, staring at his wife's classy necklace,
remembering in his mind, her beautiful face.
He tried to hold her ,
but couldn't, for she had died prior.
Soon after, he followed his wife,
when he himself, took his own life.
- by Sir Fluff-n-Stuff |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/16/2008 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- l Bell l - 06/24/2009
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Aww.
I really don't like all the poems with people taking their own live because the person they cared 'bout is gone.
Anyways, with all that aside, I still thought it was good. - Report As Spam
- Elluta - 07/16/2008
- nice poem! first***
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