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Storm

December 4, 2014
By Anonymous

But my sheets still smell like you

I think that's the sweetest thing

And I'm propped up against a pillow

To replace the bag of bones that I once knew

And the stars are calling out to me to leave this place

So I can rest in your heart forever

But then I'm shaken awake by the thunder of God

And realize that I am not alone



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