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by Casey Feb 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
A cedar chest sits Tucked away in the corner, Closed for twelve years. I knew what was in it. Maybe that's why I never got too close, What lay inside could unleash a nightmare I've tried too hard to close. The tragedy of A potential best friend. A story that came Too soon to it's end. A lesson learned That will be passed on In the memory of a baby sister who is twelve years gone. Some clothes and a teddy bear, Dried roses and sympathy cards Who knew a simple box Could make life so hard.