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A small piece of my grief for my deceased brother |
| Think Of You Sitting in the park today, Listening to my mind say, That in two ways this month the moon is blue, But still I can’t just help but think of you. And I think of you, So happy in the memories, I think of you, Making more, make believe. How I wish you were here, You went miles never to be near, I’ve thought on bringing you close to me, While looking at initials R.I.P. And I think of you, So happy in the memories, I think of you, Making more, make believe. My mind beg of you, As it breaks in two, Leave me be, Stay with me. |