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When I die

by DeepFeelingPoems

When I die, don't you dare to come to my grave to tell me how much you love me and how much you miss me, because those are the words I want to hear while I'm still alive. I gave you a lot of opportunity. And I gave a lot of time, for you to come. But you never did. Now don't you dare to send me flower too when I'm dead
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Jan 26, 2018
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Would you cry if I wasn't here anymore? I always was waiting for you to come and tell me that you love me. But I think, I waited to long for you and now I am dead inside.

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