Pale

She was gone, yet she was here.

She was dead, but still near

She was blind, but could still see

Everything about you and me

She believed in everything,

She was simple, without extra bling

Yet she had everything a girl could behold

Her lips, her body, her heart was now cold.

I couldn’t believe that someone once so bold

Was now subject to a rule of old.

Everything living must pass away

While the dead yet alive, suffer; stay

and await for things to be better.

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