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At Night
when all is quiet /
At night when all is quiet
I still think about you and all
the moments we have shared.
I try to reason. It was worth the
season. But I get angry
for I was never told that you
would go home so soon to God.
It feels so odd,
without your arms to hold me,
without the love you showed me,
through all the times that we
shared there was no doubt
that you cared. But now
alas my arms are empty,
my eyes have dried for all the tears
that I have cried.
We should still be together,
like a bird and a feather forever,
Now your memories are on a shelf,
as I store my hearts lost wealth
and remember how it used to be...
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