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swear when you cry, you make it rain.
The world shares your joy and pain.
For you, the sun only rises to speak.
Its rays pray as they kiss your cheek.
The moon illuminates your midnight eyes.
The stars surrender to their own demise.
God must have favored you from us.
I think even the Heavens are jealous.
My universe will cease the day you die.
You deserve to be buried in the sky.
You never took for granted a single breath.
Without you, there would be no meaning left.
Author --Ashley Bures |
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