by Dawn Wittner
When the leaves curl and fall from the treesMy life shall be no moreThe wind will blowBreaking the winter’s silenceBut I will be no moreGone will be the days of sunlight on my faceRain upon a windowsillEchoing laughter of my youthFor I will be no more In a tomb of stone I will lieUnder a blanket of earthBeneath wilted flowersI will be no moreI will be no more
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