Marcquiese Burrell

(2/21/1987 / Baltimore, MD)

Loss


Loss seem to bring a feeling of sorrow
Loss seem to make you feel hollow

Loss of someone close can make you shed tears
Loss of the opportunity to tell them you cared

Loss of the moment you could have created
Loss of the confidence because it faded

Loss of not ever getting to see their face
Loss of memories you wish not to embrace

Loss of the look in their eye
Loss of the feeling not to cry

Loss of a future, from a past you regret
Loss of a chance, you will now never get

Loss of a love that came with so much promise
Loss of a lover who you felt was very modest

Submitted: Thursday, January 16, 2014
Edited: Friday, January 17, 2014

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