The woman with the tearstained face lifts her black veil And looks in the casket, at a body so pale. Suddenly more tears tumble from her eye As she looks at her child, too young to die I struggle to look at the body lying there To see who it is with the face so fair. Then the woman steps away and I can see That in the casket lies the body of me
Reason for writing:
After comptemplating suicide, i realized the impact it would have on my family and friends.Birth sign: Not entered
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