The Last Day Poem by Victor Osorio

The Last Day

Rating: 2.9


I now walk through walls
You can't see me
Life seems so different
Through these invisible eyes
I know that corner
I would sit there and cry
Where's the black notebook
There's good stuff to read
Like Edgar Allan Poe-A Valentine
Or Vick Osorio---Still Remains
The last day is still being written
I'm living through my mind
In other words, I'm having thoughts
There's something I need to find
How will I be remembered
They need to read the black notebook
The last day is starting to end
My life is worth a look
Remember me as a friend
Please find my black notebook.

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Victor Osorio

Victor Osorio

Clifton New Jersey
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