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Will I ever really be okay? No. Cause every time someone will say your name a tear, will run down my face. The things you did for me can never be replaced. All the things we did together and all the memories we made will never be erased. Like when I was little and we use to play dress-up. All those times I got in trouble and you were there to comfort me, To tell me everything will be okay. The day you passed I knew my life would never be the same again. But I knew I would have to move on and pass this mile stone. That is what you would have wanted for me, to move on with life and be happy. I know that you are in a better place now. The day you passed you weren’t in pain but at peace with yourself. Now I have to be at peace with myself You will always be loved and never forgotten.
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sidniemo
Poems are a story of our lifes
sidniemo
poems are there for you to express yourself
sidniemo
This poem helped me through a family members death

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