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by Jubes Jan 21, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Do you know what its like to lye alone at night Not knowing where your loved one is Or if he’s still alive He was taken from me one sunny day I wasn’t at all religious but now I pray I want my boy back I want him safe They say its worse not knowing And I’ll tell you that it’s true my one and only love is missing And I don’t know what to do Was he killed painfully Was he put to sleep Did he die thinking of me Was he drugged and beat If he is dead or no Is a thing I do not know But you have to expect the worst Its the way these things go I walk down the street Hoping he will be the next face I see But I know he is missing And he won’t be coming home He was the happiest man Smiling all the time He made people laugh And he took away their pain Why would someone take such a precious boy Was it all a sick joke Was it just a ploy All I know is he’s missing Without a word in site I know he won’t be coming home to me tonight
by Bredada
nice poem