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Leaves on the lake

Falling from the trees.

Floating downstream..

Birds are calling

A nest is building in the shed..

Water will wash your house away..

Rot will creep through a hole in your roof

The sky is calling..

Birds are screaming..

Some friends are not for you..

If you had listened..

Some hell could have been avoided..

What you don't know screws you..

Would you have done different looking back now?

Can you see them for what they are??

Who’s your friends now?

False friends are worse than honest enemies..

At least you know who’s who..

I cant cry for you anymore..

You were warned..

There in the woods a bear lay dead on the edge of the river

I told it to the realtor who was unmoved.. someone shot it he said.. I believed it.. but i wondered how he knew and his lack of questions.. as if he were there..

I buried what remained of you (lone bear) on the side of the hill.. I was too tired to drag the tub of remains further..

I marked you with a pile of fallen branches and a note in a bottle.. mentioning the year

The year i found you had been roaming the woods and i never knew..

Maybe if you hadn't taken the hives.. you'd still be alive.. or not.. who knows..

Im just sorry..

That’s all

(This is about two different things..)
kodiac · 22-25, M
Sad story ,good writing. I felt it .
Thank you ☺️@kodiac

 
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