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Feb 2014
Sometimes
people say one thing
And their face
tells you something
very much different.

That's why I react.
It's your face.

But you had a stroke
and now it's like I
have to re-learn
What your face is saying.

I'm in the dark
When knowing what
to do to make you happy.

It's scarey.
You seem
a million miles away.

You no longer joke with your eyes.

Please don't leave.
Don't float off.
You're slowly
floating away from
This little life-raft
We have constructed
together.

I feel guilty
for the feeling I have
the you're leaving me behind.
Because i know it's really a natural thing:
We were born into this world alone and we leave it alone.

I wonder where we go
after this life..
This strange strange life.
Rasputina Keen
Written by
Rasputina Keen
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   Brian Carson
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