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I sit at your grave

I sit at your grave 
And not a sound comes out.
I've come to talk
But where do I begin?

I sit at your grave
Like someone waiting 
For another's return;
I sit like I'm waiting for yours.

I sit at your grave,
No tears in my eyes
Because I'm in wait 
For you to come back.

I sit at your grave 
Laying flowers I hope you like. 
Whenever I come,
I am not empty handed;
You'd never forgive me for that.

I sit at your grave,
My heart hanging heavy.
No words to utter
No tears to cry
Because your grave doesn't 
Offer a feeling of absence.

It's at home where 
It all seems to crumble
For my home is now without you.

I sit at your grave 
With a false facade
That falls when I'm in 
A space we once shared.

(It falls everywhere that I go;
Just as we went always.)

I come to your grave,
I sit and I wait.
And when I go home, 
I hope to find light.

(When I go home,
I hope to find you.)

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