Goodbye | Teen Ink


January 22, 2011
By fallingdusk BRONZE, Manlius, New York
fallingdusk BRONZE, Manlius, New York
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Favorite Quote:
With each person that dies, a library is burned.

How strange—the quiet
The birds must know
They must know how you killed me
With one word,

I’m walking on our path
Do you remember it?
Do you remember me?
With each step I take, a memory crashes into me
Whispered secrets on cold, snowy evenings
Laughter in the sunshine
Your iridescent eyes shining in the dark
Always so full of hope and excitement

And now they’re gone
You’re gone
Ripping part of my soul away
And taking it with you

Leaving my remains to scatter
And float away

Like ashes in the wind

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