Ellen Tricomi · Mar 4, 2012
When I'm All But Dust

What will it be like when I'm


                              

                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                                  ...gone
when I'm all but dust, will you live?          How about love?
when I no longer walk this earth
                                                          How­ will it.       u  r
                                                                    ­             t              n

Will you even notice my






                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                           absence

I guess not.

Now I see where we

                                      S
                                      T
                                      A
                                      N
                                      D

 
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