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May 2018
It all seems so stupid now.
There was so much to say.
Now its too late to say it.

I can't come to you for advice.
I can't talk to you for hours.
I can't tell you how my day was.
I can't tell you I love you.

Standing by your grave
With tears in my eyes.
When you died so did my world.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
(F)   
173
   Edmund black, Cné, TSPoetry and ---
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