No More Family

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By Petergaye •

Was it you? Was it me? If not us, then who? Why, When, Where, How? The questions are plenty The answers seem few somehow Was it them? Was it him? Was it I? Just the thought makes me want to cry Cry for where we were and where we could be Somehow, our lives changed instantly no more "us", no more "we" No more family.

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May 10, 2007 23:00Austin Hoehn

Sometime questions make the best poetry, for they are filled with hidden emotions. I like this poem a lot it is simple, but filled with emotions. Keep writing!!