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A long life
Full of frights
Was bestowed unto her
When a trouble
Came out of the rubble
She would stand to fight
Once it was over and done
She would go and sit under the sun
A warm summers breeze
And some pistachio nut ice cream
She may have been poor
But she loved her family all the more
She loved me and I here
Even when she spoke her word
I cannot see
Life without you and me
But I know
She loved us all until she passed
But as was told to me NOTHING GOLD CAN LAST
Full of frights
Was bestowed unto her
When a trouble
Came out of the rubble
She would stand to fight
Once it was over and done
She would go and sit under the sun
A warm summers breeze
And some pistachio nut ice cream
She may have been poor
But she loved her family all the more
She loved me and I here
Even when she spoke her word
I cannot see
Life without you and me
But I know
She loved us all until she passed
But as was told to me NOTHING GOLD CAN LAST
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HetaliaXReader World War Z c.h 7
Chapter 7 Struggle
You sat on the cold concrete road holding Peter in your arms closely.It had been over an hour since Arthur's departure and the boy was still bawling his eyes out but could you really blame him?Arthur looked over Peter like he was his own little brother and now he was just gone.In an instant he was taken.
Alfred sat quietly as well,still holding Arthur's body in his arms.He felt numb like nothing mattered anymore.Arthur was dead,his only family he had left was now gone and what was worse,it was done by you.You slammed on the brakes.You let him fly through that windshield.You let him die.
Alfred bit his bottom lip and plac
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And to the City We Press On.
And to the City we press on.
Sorrow is a disease corsing with power.Fill the canyon with the rivers weep, and to the city we press on...
We tighten our binding around the open wounds, hoping for a cure, fill our hearts with the rivers thoughts, and to the city we press on.
To be scared is of no importance. Into the depths we leap, occupy our fears with our strength,and to the city we press on.
We close the door onto which we share, We censor the knowledge of which we have, Confuse the minds of which we teach. and to the city we press on.
Love is not what we grasp but is what we embrace. We holds no care, only lust. Retract the curl
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A long life
Full of frights
Was bestowed unto her
When a trouble
Came out of the rubble
She would stand to fight
Once it was over and done
She would go and sit under the sun
A warm summers breeze
And some pistachio nut ice cream
She may have been poor
But she loved her family all the more
She loved me and I here
Even when she spoke her word
I cannot see
Life without you and me
But I know
She loved us all until she passed
But as was told to me NOTHING GOLD CAN LAST
the music by FFH undone
this is for my grandmother she died and i loved her so very much
Full of frights
Was bestowed unto her
When a trouble
Came out of the rubble
She would stand to fight
Once it was over and done
She would go and sit under the sun
A warm summers breeze
And some pistachio nut ice cream
She may have been poor
But she loved her family all the more
She loved me and I here
Even when she spoke her word
I cannot see
Life without you and me
But I know
She loved us all until she passed
But as was told to me NOTHING GOLD CAN LAST
the music by FFH undone
this is for my grandmother she died and i loved her so very much
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I'm sorry for your loss 
also I write poems for my close people when they pass away, it's a sort of my personal prayer
also I write poems for my close people when they pass away, it's a sort of my personal prayer