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 Nov 2019 Sarabeth
Philomena
When I die I think of you
I think of your smile and your laugh
I don't want to be the one to steal them when I die
Because when I die you'll think of me
In nothing more than a fond memory
Your smile will fade
Your laugh will wither
And I'll rot in the ground where I was delivered
I don't want to destroy your happiness
How my existence makes you happy I'll never know
But as I die I think of you
 Nov 2019 Sarabeth
Ian Fineman
The music is ringing,
Like a gong in my head,
Sometimes it's good,
But put it to bed.

A ringing and throbbing,
I can't keep it straight,
The words of a friend,
A specialty fate.

A dream that I had,
A scarlet sunset,
A hope to inspire,
Now I'm in your debt.

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