aftermath

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it was so sad, after the funeral
i could barely hold on
but i know he'd want me to keep going

i thought of him every night
lying in bed, face up towards the ceiling
you keep me up all night

i wonder where you are: heaven or hell
i hope your not in hell
that would suck

my mind is cluttered
cluttered with you
i can't get rid of these thoughts
if only you were here
to hold me
to kiss me
to love me

i
need
you

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 06, 2015 ⏰

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