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Death is just a part of life,

It’s morbid but it’s true.

And when I think of death, my dear,

I’ll always think of you.

That way you looked that day you wore

that dress and walked towards me

is always vivid in my mind

and it is all I see.

I see it when I see your face

and when I speak your name.

But most of all I see it in

the shadow of deaths frame.

I’ll most likely never know

who made you sad that day.

although it makes me sad

to see you cry and so I pray.

with all my heart I hope you find

someway to show you care

for all the rest whom you so love

for they’re just dust and air