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Theres a battle to be won. He fought bravely, the Orange Son.

Lean, limp, and covered in hair, Holding him close I watched his blank stare. Powerful poison to start the fall, A swift injection to end it all. Pain was the first to touch my heart, Screaming in horror, it tore me apart. A mass of anger followed so close, Welcoming lover, a lethal dose. Take me away dear firey friend, Smother my pain - a hand you shall lend. In my lap lay my Sun oh so still, Tears to your body from eye they spill. Blame on the one who is to protect, Sleepless nights are what I expect. Body to ashes, soul set free, "I love you little one" - Mommy.
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