I should have tried to get you care
Before you went to die down there.
The loss of trust made you cry
And so you cut yourself to die
I wish that I had known somehow
But it’s too late to save you now.
In the darkness you felt the dust
As you ate the earth’s cold crust.
Bloody puddles rose from the dirt
I should have worn a better shirt.
©ronvdm777
July 2020
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