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Hidden Wish

All throughout my childhood I would be told
That if I could somehow manage to be good
Id see my Great grandma again when I died
Through all the abuse, all the lies... Its still hard
To not still hold that belief close to my heart
Buried deep in my soul it still grows strong
Every brush with death, every dreadful glimpse
I can imagine her beyond the veil reaching out
Our hands pushing to get through to each other
But then Im snapped back to this life with a silent scream
Gods how I miss her... Shes been gone for so long
Her snow white hair, pale blue eyes, her hands that looked like mine
She loved me more than anyone I've ever known
The way she smelled changed with the seasons
And with spring coming her rose perfume comes to mind
And I cant help but lay here and just cry
Because what if she isnt there when I die?
And death is just wearing her face to make me come easier
And all this hope is all for nothing but darkness
BlueBeastGirl
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Running from the Reaper)
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