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Aug 2013
i'm not there for when you wake up in the morning
                                      you're eyes crinkle because of the sun
                                      you hum quietly whilst walking
                                      you laugh so hard your stomach hurts
                                      you smile in return of a compliment
                                      you bite your lip in act of nervousness
                                      you wake up from a nightmare
                                      you cry as you're having a bad day
                                      you are truly happy
                                      

i also won't be there as you take your last breath
and i wouldn't know if it was a sigh of relief or pain.
*c.r
Catherine
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Catherine  UK
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