As the winds gently stroke the yester swings back and forth
Time machine suddenly threw me back to the day at our favorite spot where we said our goodbyes
With a promise to meet again, but only you'd forgotten to tell me it will be under six feet
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oh boy
what can one say. Six feet under seems to be our destiny. But oh the thought
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Sissy.....Your son is right....this write worries me....It's...different for you, a very good write, but different....this is something that most would expect from me....You know We love you and if you need to talk you can always come to us right? I love you sis.
~ Mia
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My Mia Dear
YOu sis is fine...can't get rid of her that easily
I've come to drive you to insanity & help you climb the walls 
Babe I'm fine. I know since yesterday,, all that's popping in my mind is darkness...Damn Christmas that reminds me of Matt 
*crying* I'm just fine & I'm your sister & so we are alike . Thanks babe 
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You are worrying me, mom, and it's not good to worry your son. I realize I probably have nothing to worry about (because you'll tell me not to) but not the point. Anyway, this was an interesting write. I get a lot of things from it, and although it is definetely dark (and sorta scary) I would like to see a lot of this. You are very good at it.
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bitter you kind of got me worrying about you here, these are some overly deep poems the aura about them is different from that others, i am kind of getting scared here, keep it flowing
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Hi DP!
Thank you so much to stop by and read this piece and you are a darling to leave such a thoughtful concerned comment.. I'm fine & in good health I really appreciate your time & kindness always
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