The day she died I died
The day all purpose, air left
The day she died I died.
The day all purpose, air left
The day she died I died.
Breath left my lungs in pain
Pain turned to deep sorrow
Tears became weeping rain
Control and order melted away
Grief's pit of dark despair
Loss too profound to contain
Emptiness eaten by the void
Rudderless neath a black storm
Death mocks life's endeavors
Endless questions meaningless
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