I see myself, everything is dark,
dark sky, dark ground, dark everything.
I know there is light, though I cannot see it now
because you are here.
You hand me a rose, I feel pain.
Wish I could describe everything I feel,
But I can't for you are fading away,
away from me,
and you're a blur, but I still feel you.
My heart is ripped apart,
the pain is killing me, killing my heart, killing my world,
everything I know.
Why did you leave? Why do you leave now?
I miss you.
I love you *gebroken hartje*
dit gedicht heb ik geschreven voor mijn vader die is overleden
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