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Sweet Gizmo

Gilded in a shroud of leaves Some of my favorite yet so abundant They will hold you till you are no more Yet so much more than what you once were. My sweet, lets let you sleep. The road will be dark It will be cold But it's the end of a strifeful live One you help me fight through So sweet and trusting and ever loving Your love was one of the few things I cherished And I rage at the thought of it being gone. But your not, you never will leave. Let us fade who we became And be what we were once meant to be You a beautiful beast, glorious and glamorous in every right. Me..let's not think of me my sweet. Let's just think of how beautiful life will be. Your flowers will bloom with deep reds and blues. The trees will have thick rings for years to come. And you will sit, always watching. Always waiting. For that one last touch That I will always give.

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