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by Sarah
Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1206607
A poem that I wrote about my grandmother.
While all my worst fears are coming true,
It's breaking my heart to be here without you.

So let lights burn out,
And let children cry,
I'll still be here dreaming of you by my side.

Let the leaves fall,
Let summer die,
I'll always be wishing that you were still alive.
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