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Just wrote this one for my Grandad. It's been twelve years but I still remember you.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 55 - Published: 09-22-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2954537
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Death.
When I was young,
I loved you.
But you were taken.
Before we properly knew each other.
I still miss you.
I still remember you,
Even after all these years,
I still want you back.
Death took you.
And yet I still wonder why.
But it's just one of those things,
That happens.
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