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Nicholas Gordon
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One night I saw Aaron,
The next he was dead.
Now I can't remember
The last thing he said.
There is no reason,
No reason at all,
Why this one last thing
I need to recall.
The last night I saw him,
He, Mark, and I,
I had no idea
He was going to die.
It was just the usual
Basketball game,
Joking and cheering,
All just the same.
The Earth should have screamed,
Some song should have played,
Some mark should have told us,
All gross and decayed.
But the game simply ended
And we left the gym.
And that was the last
I'll see of him. |
