Ashes, Ashes

Quietly spilling Out of my hand My lover’s ashes Mix with the sand Crying, weeping, sobbing so I try not to let him go My eyes are dry My sobs are bare But I know It isn't fair Died too young Gone too fast Our love is suddenly In the past
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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November 3, 2016 at 8:48 AM
Avery, beautifully sad write that I can relate to, I lost my love because he was driving too fast also, but I have him in my heart forever, life is not always kind but each experience makes us stronger within~
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