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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I lost my grandfrather when I was 7,and after he died it seemed like all the walls came crashing down.Everthing i thought was perfect was a lie,nothing ever is that perfect.

Submitted: August 30, 2012

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I do not remember you that well sometimes

But when I have my moments

When I’m about to cry

I think of you

Of what you would tell me

Of what you would do

How if you were here that everything would be completely different

If you were here

None of this would have happen

There would never had been a foreclosure

Never a fight

Never a separation

Never a moment so worse than now

 

 


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