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Oct 2010
I still remember the morning I lost you

And I lost a part of me too

The sun seemed overly bright that day

Then the words came,

he’s gone....away

Far, away

And then all the people showed up

With trays and bags, and boxes of food

To stuff your face, and fill your mouth

To keep your questions off the table,

away from conversation

like how great he was,

How he’d always be missed,

How much he was loved.

They say their sorry and then going on their way

Cause for them tomorrow this is just yesterday

So they hide their guilty eyes, with bowed heads and tears

While i sit here, sinking, drowning, living my worst fears!
(c) 09/10/09
BC you are missed more than you could know!!- From Feeling the Painting
Bellis Tart
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