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Like a Ripple in a Puddle


I keep talking to you

Whether you passed in your sleep

Or your brain shut down

Or your body turned against you


I keep talking to you

And we’re sometimes yelling

Sometimes laughing

And sometimes crying


And I don’t know what I’d rather have

Someone that wants to talk to me when I’m gone

Or my short life to be forgotten

Like a ripple in a puddle


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