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Just a poem about my deceased grandmother who I had a very tumultuous relationship with... |
| A million lives Could never bring back your smile A million years could never Bring back your voice, Yet, after years without you, You're somehow still here with me... Flooded with confusion Are the gates that lock you deep inside and miles away... And to think I never knew the reality of you All along, Still, how much I wish you knew I loved you Because I loved you anyway, My passion, My love, My pain... I loved you anyway... Bittersweet, our voices Never quite said enough And to think I could've loved you more But couldn't tell you All along... Still I loved you anyway, My passion, My love, My pain... I really did, once Love you anyway... |