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A watery grave is where I sent you
To spend the rest of your days
Death is what I gifted to you
It was best for you
It was best for me
It was best for us
I didn't cry when you died
It needed to happen for me to live
It needed to happen for me to dream
It needed to happen for me
It was best for you
It was best for me
It was best for us
Death is what I gifted to you
Life is what was gifted to me in return

This poem is about sending none helpful traits (self hate, self doubt, eg.) Where they belong, to death. Always remember be gentle and kind to your self , don not say bad things to or about your self because you are as great as you believe you are.

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