love
Friends
Family
And allies
Gone too soon
Flying to the moon
Leaving only a rune
Something to remember
Something lost in december
Something forgotten in november
Only to be found in january
And thrown out in april
Burned in may
So dare i say
You didn’t care
You didn’t scare
Or leave it bare
Its gone
Torched
Scorched
And it was once on your porch
Left after your grandma
Who died
She never lied
She loved
And you shoved
She's gone
For good
You glued
And shooed
her
By grandma
We love and miss you
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