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Apr 2023
Tell me why your skin is cold
As your lifeless hand I hold
Body laying at my feet
Our weary souls yearn to meet

Desperate to revive thee
To keep your pure soul with me
To see your eyes gleam and shine
And see my boy one last time

I beg you to stay
Yet you slip away
Alone once again
Until my last day
Veronica
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Veronica  18/F
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