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May 2019
I don't think I'll ever get accustomedΒ Β 
to seeing your lifeless corpse
every nerve screams for me
to shake that frail frame

For a moment
I let myself
envision your eyes opening
and smiling up at me
but they remain closed
and all I can do is watch
myself fall to pieces.
Esther L. Krenzin
Roguesong
For my great-grandmother.
Esther L Krenzin
Written by
Esther L Krenzin  18/F
(18/F)   
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