Aug 2019
I love you but you died
You flew out of my life forever
A casket with wings, never to return
You still live in my walls, our books, and the kitchen table
Your fragrance on the tip of my nose when I see your picture
You flew out of my life forever
A casket with wings, never to return
You still live in my walls, our books, and the kitchen table
Your fragrance on the tip of my nose when I see your picture
(In the minds of believers)
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