| I remember that day and the cloud of uncertainty
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| That hovered over my head
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| As I probed the site she once called home
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| I was left to ponder
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| Whether death existed beyond those walls
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| I did not know her
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| Therefore her life held no importance to me
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| And if the reaper had claimed her then so it shall be
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| I’d speak a lie
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| If I did not admit that I eagerly welcomed her death
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| For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breathe
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| The heavy air that carried
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| The stench of a rotting corpse was quite overwhelming
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| Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity
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| And if the reaper claimed her, so it shall be
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| For it was my decomposed body
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| I have never bared witness to a corpse
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| How fitting to have met death at the door
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| I’d speak a lie
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| If I did not admit that I eagerly welcomed her death
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| For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breath
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| The heavy air that carried
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| The stench of a rotting corpse was quite overwhelming
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| Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity
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| I fear her ghost will haunt 'til the solace she sought
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| An end to all her maladies
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| Her decomposed body
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| That horrifying, monolithic, withering reek
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| Seething fumes patiently awaiting their release
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| From her monstrous, malformed, grotesque, bloating body
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| It was overwhelming to say the least
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| She had no kin, no one to share love
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| May she rest in peace?
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| An end to all her maladies
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| But I fear that her ghost will now seek me
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| I would lie if I did not admit that I welcomed her death
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| For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breath
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| Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity |