I sit in her room
Her favorite incense burning
Reading her poems for a sign
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I sit in her room
My mothers cries ringing
We never got to say good bye
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She went somewhere
A place without me
The emptiness too hard to bare
The music disappeared
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We’ll be in denial for a little while
Her room untouched
The feeling rises bile
All of it being too much
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I miss her
Does she miss me too?
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My sister…
I love you