The poor woman leaked life,
Laying there Lifeless, inanimate
Memory of her in all of the walls of the room
Her face made up of happiness, and Cheerfulness
But everyone knows that everyone will eventually see..
A call from a angel
as the bones rotted here,
Yet souls were struck,
and destroyed as if....
she was nothing more then broken glass on the pavement.
She will be missed
Not dissed
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