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You assured
You woudn't leave...
<<to the mother of Holly Jones >>
I saw your neck...
It’s beautiful here,
And I am now free...
It was the morning after,
The same time it all faded, including the...
If dreaming paths the way to where you are
Then why has none to you, so taken me...
Sometimes being 'strong'
Means having the courage to ask for help...
As grief rained down, dark clouds did rise,
where petals fell, from ashen skies...
You left me here,
All alone...
You was there from the very beginning
You was there from the very start...
This is my postcard that is addressed to heaven
I just hope that it doesnt get there late...
The truth is
I’m angry...