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Hey I wrote this poem about my grampa. He is now dead but the memory of him still lives on today is his birthday and I am crying away. So please read this poem and think of how much you have your grampa or if he is gone, think of him and tell him you miss him....
~The death of a hero~
You were once my hero.
You were once in my life.
I couldnt beleive my eyes,
when they said you were about to die.
I didn't listen to a word they said.
I thought you were gunna make it,
but u didnt fake it.
cuz now your dead.
At that place where,
I watched you helplessly lay.
I thought to my self,
I will never forget that day,
where we all watched you
pass away.
That week and month I cried for hours.
I even cried while I was in the shower.
Nothing can erase the pain that is upon me,
but it doesnt compare to the pain she feels for you.
you were her life her only hope but now your gone,
and itz no joke.
Thank You for reading.
~The death of a hero~
You were once my hero.
You were once in my life.
I couldnt beleive my eyes,
when they said you were about to die.
I didn't listen to a word they said.
I thought you were gunna make it,
but u didnt fake it.
cuz now your dead.
At that place where,
I watched you helplessly lay.
I thought to my self,
I will never forget that day,
where we all watched you
pass away.
That week and month I cried for hours.
I even cried while I was in the shower.
Nothing can erase the pain that is upon me,
but it doesnt compare to the pain she feels for you.
you were her life her only hope but now your gone,
and itz no joke.
Thank You for reading.