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Dry eyes Pink balloons Satin sheets Nothing is related to the other. Nothing makes sense. A thousand words are written A million songs are sung. The days are slowly churning, tic toc Here comes another one. Hello was for a moment Goodbye will last forever Yet inside this spec of time Your face I still remember. The way your auburn hair would fall When you just arose from bed Or how your smile lit the room We had so many years ahead. Staring down upon this stone As the sunshine warms the day I relive every moment All the silly games we played. Inside I'm numb to everything I can't help but wonder why We didn't get to live our life Or why you had to die. Teary eyes Blue roses Teacups Nothing is related to the other Nothing makes sense.....
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
Nothing Makes Sense
Dry eyes Pink balloons Satin sheets Nothing is related to the other. Nothing makes sense. A thousand words are written A million songs are sung. The days are slowly churning, tic toc Here comes another one. Hello was for a moment Goodbye will last forever Yet inside this spec of time Your face I still remember. The way your auburn hair would fall When you just arose from bed Or how your smile lit the room We had so many years ahead. Staring down upon this stone As the sunshine warms the day I relive every moment All the silly games we played. Inside I'm numb to everything I can't help but wonder why We didn't get to live our life Or why you had to die. Teary eyes Blue roses Teacups Nothing is related to the other Nothing makes sense.....
#sad#life#death#loss
lyn-geist
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
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