Dying
You think she's strong inside
But you'd be terribly wrong
She's like a bird with a broken wing
Who's too hurt to sing her song
Her heart has slowed its beat
Her spirit can no longer fly
She holds bravely onto the pain
Until the only thing left is to die
Light slowly fades from her eyes
As she draws her last earthly breath
And the love she'd once given freely
Taken with her in sweet peaceful death
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