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Feb 2012
Cry, wail, lament, and mourn

The love you shared, and the fact

You will never see your

Lover,

Soul-mate,

Dearest friend again.

But rejoice, celebrate, and be joyous,

That their soul has left

The weak, sick, form they once inhabited.

They suffered and were in pain.

They cried out to be put out of their miseries

But held a strong face.

They watched the sympathetic faces of the blurring crowd;

But one stood out among the rest.

The true visage of their love

And the sorrow that clouded their eyes.

That sorrowful love made the pain

Better and

Worse.

In those last moments of life they want

That person beside them,

That last look,

That last "I love you,"

And that last image in their eyes,

Burned into their mind is

You.

To them that is the best. most wonderful sight

In the world.

In that moment they know

They have not died in vain.

While you cry after they pass,

They rejoice with the knowledge of seeing

You, one last time and that you are living on.

So be sad for today,

But remember they left you to live

And be happy.

So cry for today,

BUT

Awaken tomorrow with a new purpose,

The purpose of living for your love.

*The purpose of Death.
Claire Cass
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Claire Cass
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   Pure LOVE and Sydney Victoria
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