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Don’t look

don’t speak

nothing is ever so obvious

and sometimes what goes up doesn’t come down.

Souls without bodies.

Bodies without hearts.

Angels tear off their wings for death

killers have chopped me into parts

until there was nothing left.

Don’t cower.

Don’t cry.

Nothing lasts so long.

We all die but some people are never truly gone.

People live for the ones they’ve lost

and the lost live in us.

Knowing there’s always someone to miss.

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