The Day I Died — New Poems

The sun was kind that morning,
 casting gold over everything.
 I smiled like I meant it.
 Laughed like I was whole.
 People waved, said hello,
 and I said it back.
 But something in me slipped away—
 quiet, unnoticed.
 A part of me didn’t make it.
 And no one saw.
 Not even me.
 I’m still alive.
 It’s just not the same.

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