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Oct 2016
When you died
I beat my chest
in utter despair
in utter distress.

When you died
I screamed your name
the pain
the pain
it was all to blame.

When you died
I kissed your head
and thought of all the words I should have said.

Up you left
into the sky
your soul
your soul
I saw it fly.
Stephanie Grace
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Stephanie Grace  London, England
(London, England)   
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