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7 misguided bullets

7 misguided bullets

life is too short and death comes too early for some
he was....is...now
removed
7 wrongful cop bullets from front and from back
dead leaves on the ground
and minds are left wondering
and hearts fall apart
like quicksand sinks into a never ending puzzle of questions and fire breathing accusations and people asking why
but questions go unanswered
and whys are undiscovered
because diamonds are in a class of their own and we aren't worthy
of a talent so strong, and a brain so big, and a kind spirit that shouldn't have gone out like he did
so we send cards and flowers full of empty words, because death is often misunderstood
his body is gone, but his spirit remains, and i keep asking questions and holding back tears and looking at pictures and re-watching vids
just to hear his voice and to see his face
because my mind can't convince my heart that he's gone

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! My dear poet sister LIZ!!......I am so sorry..... this has to be a VERY difficult time for you...... but I'm so gladΒ that you wrote about it..... it helps even though it may not seem like it right now...... you did such aΒ tastefully poeticΒ job with this write...... he sounds like a special person and you did a most excellent tribute to his life here ~

Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β  ~ "Because my mind can't convince my heart that he's gone"

I know a number od people who've experiences the death of a friend..... and they ALL say the same thing...... only time makes it any easier... hang in there girlfriend.......Thanx so much for sharing this!!...... thinking of you...... Tony β™₯

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Liz Campbell

Thank u and yeah, it's a very difficult time. I'm glad u liked the poem and I hope it can help other people who are grieving, as well. Grief is so hard and there is no end...there is just acceptance. I'm not there yet. And you're right, time is the ultimate healer.

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