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The day I died
The day I died
you held me tight,
shielding me away from the night.
Your arms were around me,
even if they didn't have to be.
And I was happy,
even if it was just a little bit sappy.
The day I died
you looked into my eyes,
and swore they glistened like the night sky.
Then I blushed and looked away,
when you said you'd be with me each and every day.
But I knew you were right,
because I could feel it to, our hearts bound together so tight.
For The Day I Died
I found my love,
and Rose to heaven, up above.
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