Struggling, Searing, Living
My angel comrade on a fur
Guinea
This cinquain poetry is dedicated to the better than any best of friends that I have. For every journey that I've decided to put a start button, there she is sitting on top of my shoulder and for every end of the day that I've pressed the pause button, she's there sleeping on my lap. I miss her every single day, every moment I'll hear the noise and whimpers her child would make. She sacrificed her life to save her children from the threat of the flash flood, the same day I'm out of town striving for my studies and dreams in life. That moment I know I've failed to look after her. Until today, that guilt never fades away. Wishing to see her again someday, to hear her voice once again, like calling for my name.
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