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Remember Me:
Here, I sit,
Alone in this chilling night,
Upon this
Cold, granite
Tombstone
I’ve looked
So I’ve seen
That this headstone
Is inscribed with
My name,
My birthdate,
My status as a human:
Beloved daughter and sister
That’s all that is left of me
And when these that carry
My memory in their hearts
Die themselves,
Who then will remember me?
There is nothing but
This howling wind
And the leaves that
It kicks up
Nothing but me,
Alone upon my stone
Beloved daughter and sister
That’s all that is left of me
And when these that carry
My memory in their hearts
Die themselves,
Who then will remember me?
But the graves by which I sit,
And the one I sit upon,
They suddenly seem
Alright
I still walk the earth
But I still wonder
About that
Beloved daughter and sister
That’s all that is left of me
And when these that carry
My memory in their hearts
Die themselves,
Who then will remember me?