Dear John
i’m so sorry
none of us
believed you
not one single word
you said
none of us
could have known of
the dark future
in your head
Dear John
i’m so sorry
i thought you
were crazy
i thought you
were mad
then when i didn’t
see you anymore
you know…
i was kinda glad
Dear John,
i’m so sorry
i thought your mother
was mental
i thought your mother
was insane
all that time
in Pescadero
waiting
for the final rain
RIP Sarah Connor
About the Creator
Bren
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