Dust in the Wind


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A poem about the way Riza feels after Roy has died and how she never had the chance to tell him she loved him.
It was in the night...,

When I heard his voice,

His light...it comforts me,

His life...it haunts me,

For his life was something I couldn't save,

His voice it...speaks to me,

His touch...it scares me,

He...was all I had,

He was apart of me,

He was all of me,

It doesn't matter now,

For he is gone...,

Like dust in the wind.

The End...review plz!