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Her loud voice echos inside my head Tears pool spilling off my bed And her hams can, and laughter fled As life goes on, shes still dead Just a rewind video I replay Before sad sleepy eyes go to bed Weeping, sleeping,dreaming seeming Try to find the right words to describe She was the only one I could find To stay up and create, art, color, life A garden to a picture drawn in crown She was the only one around Who found what I found Art is the heart of family Love and life She found me, in the darkest nights She helped me understand The human struggle, to experience Complexity, she was her inevitably Embarrassingly, intoxication in both ***** and personality, fatality being She never took care, her loud voice Tinny in her last moments here Her brave soul Trembling in fear Grandma don’t be scared I'm here Just like you were Im here for better or for worse Her heart beat beat beating Tell its run its ran its course   and when its done ill run some more Grandma my heart beats for you that's for sure
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
Susan Carlisle, My Heart Beats for you
Her loud voice echos inside my head Tears pool spilling off my bed And her hams can, and laughter fled As life goes on, shes still dead Just a rewind video I replay Before sad sleepy eyes go to bed Weeping, sleeping,dreaming seeming Try to find the right words to describe She was the only one I could find To stay up and create, art, color, life A garden to a picture drawn in crown She was the only one around Who found what I found Art is the heart of family Love and life She found me, in the darkest nights She helped me understand The human struggle, to experience Complexity, she was her inevitably Embarrassingly, intoxication in both ***** and personality, fatality being She never took care, her loud voice Tinny in her last moments here Her brave soul Trembling in fear Grandma don’t be scared I'm here Just like you were Im here for better or for worse Her heart beat beat beating Tell its run its ran its course   and when its done ill run some more Grandma my heart beats for you that's for sure
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
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