I lost a dear friend on the weekend.  Sadie.

She choked on a sausage.

She had been on many psychiatric drugs that her reflexes were affected and she was unable to cough properly.  Poor Sadie, she left behind a son of 9.

R.I.P. my Dear.


There are so many lost words

I wanted to use to display

my gratitude at your tenacious

grasp upon my friendship.

When I said I loved you I meant it.

You gave me support

it has been so long

I had forgot its meaning.

All I know is that it is a lot

easier to enter this life

than it is to leave and now

I know this, it is too late

to prosper from it.




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