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The Day That Death Becomes Her

the rain will fall,
from the sky.
thunder will crash loudly.
lightning will strike the ground.
the day that death becomes her.
tears will fall frim the faces,
of figures dressed in black.
the earth will weep,
along with them.
the day that death bocomes her.
clocks will still,
and time will stop,
none will draw a breath.
clouds will turn the blue sky black,
the day that death becomes her.
all is quiet,
and all is still.
no sound is heard,
no move is made.
the loss will last,
and the pain will be felt,
the day that death becomes her.

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