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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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Date: 10/4/2024 1:35:00 AM
A beautiful heart write Michaela…made me feel emotional…..sad, honest and real! I really felt your loss. Take care….Debx
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