Untitled 2A Poem by Cyfia A thought from a very sad time in my life. i remember crying when she took you first death smiled she was friendly i remember she was warm nothing like the stories it was the world around that gave me a constant cold
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Added on April 3, 2015 Last Updated on April 3, 2015 |
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