Between her multiple notes, there's that one note that she have,
Or we can now say she left.
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The last thing that connects her soul with the living world.
Where the real her dwell.
YOU ARE READING
The Locked Note
PoetryMum you can read this,, But not before I'm inside my grave..! Words, she can't handle to know if I'm still breathing, Me un-breathing will be her green light if she wanted to. I'll still be in heaven even if you read it, Cuz words can't changes de...
