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Feb 2013
it's your funeral today,
no one came but me.
blackened roses lay by your side.
you were my best friend,
but you allowed love to be you death.
he took your heart and squeezed it tight.
tight so you could no longer breathe.
true loves' first kiss never came for you,
instead the angel of death came and stole you away.
written: 2005
Chrysta Ashlock
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Chrysta Ashlock  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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