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Dear India

Poetry By: JiDonnelly

India was a very spiritual gifted man that i knew from a very young age i had met him through JamesMcpherson ( Sargents Poem) India was not his real name i only found this out after he took his own life last year..
this poem is for him as he is sadly missed from his little bestfriend "mouse".

R.I.P Steven Oakly

Submitted:Jul 17, 2011    Reads: 19    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   

Dear India

You came to sort things out with me that day
I was so pleased to see you in a strange kind of way
I knew you since i was little you put feathers in on you're head
I knew things were getting hard for you, you were hanging on thread
you would call me "mouse" and showed alot of respect
our bond just grew and you're actions made effect
you came to sort things out with me that day
if only i knew the next time i hear of you the words would say
"sorry to tell you india was found in a alley way after taking his own life"
the words entered my ears sank to my heart and cut like a knife
another one gone another loved one dies
you came to see me that day to say you're goodbyes
i see it now i see it crystal clear now you're gone
all that "i will be fine mouse" was just put on
i could see you were not stable why did i be blind?

I know its not my fault, but you left you're friend pain behind
and i will carry that pain throughout my life that pain will never die
I miss you my gentle giant friend



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