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Why should i respect the dead?
If I don't respect the living?
Thoughtless visions in my head
Appearing without permission.
Standing in the shadows,
I see her,
She is frail.
She looks at me with firey eyes.
I look at her.
[Inhale]
I sit here in the darkness.
The silence is suffocating me.
When finally she speaks
But doesn't save me.
I go to another place,
And there is she is in all her grace.
No longer is she frail.
She looks at me with firey eyes.
I look at her.
[Inhale]
If I don't respect the living?
Thoughtless visions in my head
Appearing without permission.
Standing in the shadows,
I see her,
She is frail.
She looks at me with firey eyes.
I look at her.
[Inhale]
I sit here in the darkness.
The silence is suffocating me.
When finally she speaks
But doesn't save me.
I go to another place,
And there is she is in all her grace.
No longer is she frail.
She looks at me with firey eyes.
I look at her.
[Inhale]
This is poem i wrote when i had a dream that my gran came to see me
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