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this is how it all started,
a single coffin filled with letters
of a loved one i always love
with memories i might forget
but theres always one
the first time you took my hand
and i called you grandma
hold onto this memory, doll
don't let it slip away,
even when you're old and gray
don't let this slip away...

as the calender marks the rememberance♥
;

A death marked thank you
I looked through the window
Watching the sunny days
Always creeping in the shadow


I was always in the dark
No one could see my scars
After a while I grew tired
And all my unbalances
Grew balanced
And in my dreams, I saw happy things
Things that used to be so gray
You found me in the dark
Took my hand
You guided me through
And I never gave you a proper thank you
So here this letter sits
Folded ever so nicely
Sitting in a coffin shaped box
Ontop of your chest
I know from above
You will watch me
Each day I miss you ever so slightly
Your body remains
But your spirit lives inside of me
♥

R.I.P Grandma


We'll hug again soon enough ♥
,
only this time in heaven.♥