Dying Poem by Billie Lupin

Dying



I am laying
on a bed
wishing u were hear
but u r gone now
i am aficially alone
andi dont like this feeling at all
scence u left me i will die
of the
dezeaze of lonesome
as u can see there is fear in my eyes

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Billie Lupin

Billie Lupin

Brooklyn New york
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