Death

Death

A Poem by terry smith

My birth certificate has expired.
If I don't see you, remember this,
if you cared about me,
I cared about you.
And if not,
it really doesn't matter anyway.

© 2015 terry smith


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Nothing really matters
but ice cream of course
and pop-sickles grape lol

Posted 10 Years Ago


terry smith

10 Years Ago

lololololololol :D
A ton of emotion is packed into this! Great write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


yes, indeed...love that opening line and all the others...

Posted 10 Years Ago


terry smith

10 Years Ago

Thanks FT!! :)......
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10 Years Ago

you are welcome, Terry:)
It is clear that feelings have gone into this and it triggered a lot of emotions

Posted 10 Years Ago


such a sad and somber write,but you wrote it well

Posted 10 Years Ago


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