The Final Farewell

The Final Farewell

A Poem by Jock Engelman
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To say our final farewell it happend not that long ago. 
Our final farewell, I remember it so clearly. 
Our final farewell, I remember your smile. 
Our final farewell, I remember how proud you were. 
Our final farewell, I remember how your life was perfect. 
Our final farewell, I remember how it all turned all so quick. 
Our final farewell, I remember how ur family burned that night. 
Our final farewell, I remember how I saved your life. 
Our final farewell, I remember how it destroyed your life. 
Our final farewell, I remember our last conversation. 
Our final farewell, happened like any ‘goodbye’. 
Our final farewell, you seemed happy. 
Our final farewell, funny how life goes so fast. 
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy life. 
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy everything, 
Our final farewell, I remember the conversation. 
Our final farewell, i bought you three years more. 
Our final farewell, I wish i had been there for you. 
Our final farewell, sometimes it haunts me. 
Our final farewell, it happened so quick. 
Our final farewell, I didn’t know I wouldnt see u alive again. 
Our final farewell, my insomnia becomes unbearable. 
Our final farewell, my depression hits the lowest. 
Our final farewell, your lifeless body. 
Our final farewell, I tear up inside. 
Your final farewell, happened on the 2/12/11, when you were stabbed to death.

© 2012 Jock Engelman


Author's Note

Jock Engelman
not recently written was written at about the 28/12/2011

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Added on April 4, 2012
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Jock Engelman
Jock Engelman

Newcastle, New South Wales, Australia



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I am a guy who has gone through a lot over the years, i have many illnesses which i manage quite well. But i am still riddled with many demons. I was bullied for many years, so now i use my years of t.. more..

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