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11 years
Tell me
Where did your secrets go to?
The ones in life you always clung onto.
Behind that shy smile
And behind those sad eyes
My god you left us high and dry
And tell me..
Did you feel ignored?
Were you frustrated and empty
Both in equal measure?
Did pain demand that you paid it attention-
Until you had to return to heaven
I was never able to say so long.
And even now, 11 years gone
The world turns so quietly
You could hear a pin drop.
