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Funeral Poetry #4: Lyla
I loved you more than life itself,
My words transended only as far as time could tell.
Stole a piece of my heart,
way too young to spire.
I've never been a lier,
Got much to close to the fire.
That's home,...
My words transended only as far as time could tell.
Stole a piece of my heart,
way too young to spire.
I've never been a lier,
Got much to close to the fire.
That's home,...
