(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Your Death

As my broken heart begins to crumble more
All I can do is think of you
all those sweet memories
and I realize your death has broken me
Tears fill rivers and oceans
miserable faces surround me as I am trapped
And I care not of breaking free
because if I do I would have to face this world Alone

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