The morning is black

The wind is cold

The curtains are hanging, tattered and old

The smell is rotten

The air is thick

The night before last he died very quick

The bugs are eating

The flesh has decayed

The boy ended his life with the world we have made

The tears were dry

The family never came

The friends didn’t know he died in vain

The girl hangs by him

The hands still entwine

The meaning of forever will last through time

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-Ashley Knight