Too late too soon
She’s there
But I don’t dare
As the truth sinks in
There is a sense of discontinuity
An angel taken away
Leaving a gaping hole in my bosom
Falling short
Falling apart
But I don’t dare
As the truth sinks in
There is a sense of discontinuity
An angel taken away
Leaving a gaping hole in my bosom
Falling short
Falling apart
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