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On that Sunday that terrible Sunday morning.
My whole world fell to pieces, like fallen glass on the floor.
A bullet in my heart, a wound that will never heal.
I lost a friend, a teacher, my grandmother.
The hands of death snatched her.
Took her so suddenly.
She would sleep that Saturday night and not wake that Sunday morning.
Just like that she was gone.
How could someone I’m so close to and love so much be gone just like that?
The hands of death took her from me.
- Title: My Friend, My Grandma
- Artist: Skyla16
- Description: When my grandma died in 2005. it hit me pretty hard
- Date: 12/08/2008
- Tags: friend grandma
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- BlackshadowTheWolf - 05/08/2009
- I understand... I was young when she died, and she altimers (However you spell that...) and I finally understood... I knew she probably wasn't going to even remember me, and when I got there... I saw her heart rate even out... I saw my grandma die...
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- Lil Cutsie - 12/26/2008
- why do grandmothers so close to us have to leave.
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- jojs_97 - 12/09/2008
- i'm sorry your grandmother died. that's so sad. my grandpa died last year. i felt so sorry for my little sister because she wouldn't stop crying. and my oldre sisters's best friend died too...... i can't tell you what happend unless you send me a private msg
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