For My Uncle, by ♥ Leah ☺ Subscribe to rss feed for ♥ Leah ☺ 

As death unlocks its iron doors 
I wait for tears to come. 
I see those around me begin to break 
And the tears still don't come. 
I am really sad, I promise you that 
The tears will someday flow. 
I feel like I'm betraying you 
Because these tears won't flow.
Posted: 2009-06-30 20:03:29 UTC
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