Stop all the noise, turn off the phone,
Pretend to be anyone else, make me a clone.
Just give me a piano song or a clash of thunder
Anything so I do not have to ponder.
Let the clouds cultivate over my head
Voices screaming "now they're both dead!",
Put a smile on my face and fight the tears,
Flashes of happiness from past years.
She was my friend, my hero, my sanctuary
He was my laughter, he just wanted us happy
They were a light in the dark, unconditional love
They wanted me to have what all that I dream of.
Close the door, turn off the lights, let me be
To turn off the sun and moon is all I need
Pour something into this void so I don't cry
My heart aches but I am not ready to say goodbye
Kristine Hammond
Dedicated to my Mom Sheryl and grandpa Kern (my laughing clown)
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