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Rest In Peace
I'm afraid you're
really lost this time but
I keep leaving out bread crumbs;
songs you sang and
jokes you told
and pictures of us in a different time-
in hopes that they might help you
find your way back.
I find myself looking for you
in graveyards and praying to
God that you haven't made it
here yet.
I don't want to keep walking
in the mist,
for fear I'll find your
ghost.
Because everyone knows,
there's no bringing back the dead.
really lost this time but
I keep leaving out bread crumbs;
songs you sang and
jokes you told
and pictures of us in a different time-
in hopes that they might help you
find your way back.
I find myself looking for you
in graveyards and praying to
God that you haven't made it
here yet.
I don't want to keep walking
in the mist,
for fear I'll find your
ghost.
Because everyone knows,
there's no bringing back the dead.
Published 14th Aug 2012
| Edited 13th Mar 2013
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