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Sep 2011
What would they say?
What would they think?
If I were just gone, away in a blink?
Who would shed tears?
Who would feel pain?
And who would be certain,
they could never be the same?
Too often we miss the light that we bring.
I see all the flaws, every hidden thing.
I count that more worthy than whatever it is
that makes you love me.
Denial maybe? Selfishness? probably.
But that's just another failing.
I could be gone,
but I'd still be wrong.
Written by
Kristie Lewis
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