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    I bought your favorite biscuits

    I bought your favorite biscuits,
    but I couldn't eat them.
    I made myself a cup of tea,
    I thought that it would comfort me.

    I was tearing off the pages from the book
    that you couldn't complete,
    when I found a strand of your hair
    which reminded me that you were here.

    I'm sorry I wasn't there,
    when the aroma of your blood filled the air.
    I couldn't have saved you,
    but I could have cried with you.

    I have gotten a little strange,
    ever since you stopped breathing.
    I am an unconscious beam of light,
    ever since you died.