They told me not to expect her to live
Because life was something they could not give
They told me she had not got very long
And that i had to be brave and strong
They told me soon I would be left alone
For she would be but dust and bone
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Behind The Sun
PoetryThe sunset must be felt, not seen. For we could have never known what could have been. 👑mèmamamé
