Lost

Alive today
Dead tommorow
Dead mistakes
Buried with the sorrow
Widow mother looks down at her son
Tears flow, it can't be undone.
Faded away too soon
As clouds cover the moon.
it's so sad,
this repeated process.
it's too bad,
That when the sun rises,
As the police pull up the drive,
another ones found....not alive.
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