The air heavy, silence deep.
A pit where your laughter sleeps.
You're gone yet i see, a trace of you in memory.
A fleeting smile and a gentle tone, that makes me feel as if I'm no longer alone.
I reach out for you every night, a fragile spark like a borrowed light
Though your loss has left it's mark on me, your soul lives on for eternity.Ā
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