If Only In Life?
She wore the most beautiful of gowns
Her skin was soft and pure perfection
Lips, they were the most delicious red
She was at the top of anyone’s selection
She was quiet, an attribute quite desired
It seemed she was also well at ease
I couldn’t help but stare at her beauty
And know that she was finally at peace
Death becomes her…
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