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The Day I Died

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On a stone the roses lay

still in the morning light

over words which bring me pain

and sadness to my eyes.

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And I will not forget the day

where plenty tears supplied;

for when in earth her form was layed

became the day I died.

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a-a-bernier

Published: May 5, 2015
LinesWords: 1048

Tags: #love #short #life #pain #grief #remorse #contemplative

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