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Aug 2016
Heaven weeps your passing,
I weep your passing,
Oh so empty since your passing,
Hellish to tone know I caused your passing,
Being the one who made your passing,
I remember the day of your passing,
Slashing with a hatchet to see a passing,
Was I the reason you fell to die?
I’d honestly be telling a lie.
Grim
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