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What were you staring at the day in the field under the old oak tree?
Love, what was it?
Your eyes gleamed with a tear.
Was it the one you lost?
Your past?
Your mask has broken and fell over the stars as light beamed across the sky.
Your sorrow has shined through.
The feelings you hold inside have broken through to the surface.
Love, you are not alone
You will be missed when the dagger goes
Through your heart
Your pain must be healed
By the ones who grief over you
When you are gone……
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As you fade for my memory
The good times come up
Your smile,
Your eyes gleaming
The summer days in your behind your house ,
Our first kiss, you almost missed,
The day you walked away.
But I come back to reality.
Your name carved on a stone.
May you rest in peace.
I will come soon then I raised the knife to my heart
My last thought was..
I love you..
That will never change…..