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May 2015
Shes married to a man,
Yet the only one who can
Is the man inside the mirror

He's all alone once more
As his lover is dead on the floor.
He picks her up
And takes a sip from his cup,
Waiting for his lover at the door.

She picks up the vase
And hands it to the child in the case.
The child is sad,
Since he is the only one to add.

No more to give,
No more to live.
The lady in black,
Is for the only one in the stack,
She's all alone again,
Waiting for the end
I tried to rhyme!!
Written by
ThEkInG  16/Somewhere
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