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Cease Existance.
There is no ink more powerful,
to be able to come close,
to describe this day so mournful.
Our Baskets of burdens
Is filled with the grief of our loss.
Giving back what was to be received,
this life was given than taken away,
quicker than we believed.
Loss of this ceased existence,
life,always a constant struggle and fight
only to be lost to a dream, upon acceptance.
Feeling this emotion of Grief,
as this day cold as winter,
Sorrow has arrived, with smiles a thief.
the loss of natural beauty ,
only a partial essence remains,
from fulfillment of this journey.
A thousand wonders of why,
tears flow like little drops of rain,
with thunderous whispers of painful goodbyes.
We will cherish our time with you,
you will live in our memories,
and all that we do.
Saying the last things to be said,
we now lay you down forever,
within your eternal bed
to be able to come close,
to describe this day so mournful.
Our Baskets of burdens
Is filled with the grief of our loss.
Giving back what was to be received,
this life was given than taken away,
quicker than we believed.
Loss of this ceased existence,
life,always a constant struggle and fight
only to be lost to a dream, upon acceptance.
Feeling this emotion of Grief,
as this day cold as winter,
Sorrow has arrived, with smiles a thief.
the loss of natural beauty ,
only a partial essence remains,
from fulfillment of this journey.
A thousand wonders of why,
tears flow like little drops of rain,
with thunderous whispers of painful goodbyes.
We will cherish our time with you,
you will live in our memories,
and all that we do.
Saying the last things to be said,
we now lay you down forever,
within your eternal bed
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