Out by the glades,
They run side by side,
Both a victim,
Of suicide.
They used the same blade,
Laying under the tree of sugar plums.
Both her then him,
Until they fell numb.
How did it come to this?
Well, she had terminal cancer.
Her smile was fake,
And she was no dancer.
Then he told her of his and they wanted to eternally be together.
So their lives they would take,
Under the sugar plum tree
Where they first met each other.
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The day was grey,
The sun was gone,
She found shelter under the tree,
**** he too had gone there,
And each other they did not see.
She sat there shivering,
Where he heard her breathe,
And gave her a jacket,
From him to she.
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Now there they lay,
Under the same tree,
Hearts giving up,
Finally able to see,
The people they were truly meant to be.
~
After three years,
Their death had died down,
But now they say,
If you stand beneath the tree,
You'll find them swinging on branches,
Meant to be.