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Death becomes her

Forgotten
So it seems
Words were just words
I find myself broken

Heartache is reality
Death not that far away
Memories one ponders
As the night fades

I hope I momentarily cross your mind
A smile
You never leave mine
Thank you for loving me
For that short time

As tears falter
I remember I was yours
I'm sorry that I failed you
This withered rose
Written by WellBehavedLady
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