in the blink of an eye,
one bite of baby’s breath,
or a step too soon across the street,
and a heartbeat becomes a memory,
an empty seat that screams:
remember me.
in the blink of an eye,
one bite of baby’s breath,
or a step too soon across the street,
and a heartbeat becomes a memory,
an empty seat that screams:
remember me.
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