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It

came today

encased in white from far away

The dirk sent to strike, and ruin my day

You always had the last word.

As i sit here, the contents blurred by my eyes

As i weep here, knowing everything dies

All eyes had to be on you

I remember back in the summer of 98

how you took steps to seal our fate

You never could tell him no

I remember the winter of 01

You reached out, but i was done

You never did let me go

Now it's so many years later, and yet here you are in front of me

Still wearing that sun dress, drops of dew christen your lips

I had you in my hands, and the day at my side

Running hand in hand like school kids

Over the hill, up to the ridge

To look over the valley

As if we were it's guardians

but they're only memories,

Never to be seen again

It's cold where you are now

overpowering smell of lemon

are you at rest, at peace

this I hope

as I

release