Black bird

One day your alive the next day your dead

without saying no goodbyes or goodmorning

all you can hear is the sound of the guns shooting at you

ome by one the pain is so deep but all you can think about is your mom

the person you love and admire the one you are worried about then yourself

you don't care about already dieing all you care about is never saying goodbye 

to your mom...while slowly going to heaven you see your mom there crying for you 

while you kiss her In her cheack and give Her a hug without her feeling it and all you 

can say is hello mom this is not a goodbye but a hello.

 

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