grace simcoe Poems

They'll never know it's gone,
until the day appears, the pills on the floor and the blood that you fear,
the sight that you notice, once it's all too late
and the inevitable death that had always been my fate,
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No day goes by where i don't think of you, the impact that will linger, if only you knew;
The amount of heartache i will always keep, from missing you in this forever sleep.
It's not fair that you were fated,
away from this family where we were created,
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