Your so cold
I whisper as
You lay dying next to me
I smell the bittersweet
Scent of death
Upon your final
Breaths
I hold your hand
And inhale the pain
That is fogging up
The air
Now you wont suffer
Any you will be free
Go to heaven
Cause you already lived
In hell
The wonderfully
Evil angel
Shall take you
Home
Cry no more
Die no more
You wont be alone
Cause tommorow i'll
Make sure
Death takes me too
So close your eyes
Take a breath 1 last time
Youll never be alone again
Because Ill be there
Too
Tommorow
Barbara Dixion
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