[12] Loss
The bittersweet tears make their way
Across my cheek
I'm thinking of you and the pain
Of your loss
Is still hurting inside of me
The wound still open
But the sun is shining upon me
I know that somewhere there is hope
For me
Another ray shining down on me
I'm too shy to stay for long
But the sun's rays warm my chilly bones
Soon I will be able to dream again...
Pain_, vrouw, 123 jaar
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