Everything Poetry

Always

I killed someone’s forever.

I became everyone’s solace.

A roof to rain on,
A warmth to sleep in,
A whisper to heal with,
A thirst that’s lost then,
A magic to look at,
A hand to hold now,
A lie to lull self,
A smile to forget upon…

“Is anyone here?” I dream alone to death.
As everyone bids adieu to wake beside life…

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