My eyes blur as they look at you
Hot tears fall down on your grave
Can you feel my presence here
Or you lie unmoved by my tears
Evening draws near it will soon be dark
I have to leave, will soon depart
A year will pass before I come again
To visit you and see your grave
(Sheen-Febuary2017)
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