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Standing all alone, on a winters night, beside a headstone;
Mourning my beloved one who'd been taken by their suborning.
But alas they've finally been set free, from this pain, unlike me.
Heavy snow begins falling, while wild wind chills me to my bone.
Standing all alone, with this pain I must endure forever more.
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As their wife, their precipitant death, scared my inside for life,
Nothing can fill this void, my last shred of sanity, now destroyed;
Hysterically, I’m drowning, full of turmoil: emotionally!
Feels like I’m invariably being slashed with a serrated knife.
As their wife, with this pain I must endure forever more.
Placing lillIes attentively on the grave- which gives me the willies.
Tho standing entirely desolate, the white lillies, make me blate.
However no one knows the encroaching grief that just grows!
Laughter erupts surrounding me, it's just my old bullies.
Placing lillies, with this pain i must endure forever more.
Finally my madness, wins and the sadness,
For now I must confess, you see, my heads a real mess;
So I drink this cyanide setting free my demons inside!
For now I am engulfed by pure blackness.
Finally this pain I mustn't endure forever more,
As I am no more.
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