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*Graphic Warning* Made for inference, suicide is discussed. |
| As our memories fade away The fresh and gentle air of April blows frivolous through the day Without a pause, children outside play I sit inside, acting all grey At times feeling temporarily okay But without you, I simply will decay As my thoughts are in disarray I can’t go on another day, why didn’t you stay? Why can't I convey My message reads; clearly, you must stay You left me all astray How cliche? Here lies a bouquet On a somber day. |