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Grief and living on.

You see me without eyes,

And hear me with no words,

I feel your ghost,

Do you feel my soul?


I watched you go,

I wept your loss,

I held your hand,

But I was too late.


A cold spot grows where once you lived,

Though a warmth eternal,

Dwells within,

To see you go to have you here,

I win you lose you win I lose.


Grief and heartache,

Pain and misery,

Smiles and laughter,

Growth without you.


Forever gone,

But eternally here,

Never forgotten,

But the seconds we miss.

 
 
 

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