stay here.

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In the midst of July,

I watched as you cried,

Hidden under soft satin sheets,

We shared our goodbyes,

Under the pale moonlight,

Just too afraid to speak.

Down in December,

Snow kisses the ground,

And I hope you still remember,

How we laughed and sang,

Enjoying the moment,

But right now.

Back in mid-February,

I watched as you died,

Beneath the bright moonlight,

And I screamed out,

Somehow my love still grows.

*warning: may be triggering to some.*

Copyright 2014 doncasting

*book one in the Tragic series*

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