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At The End
RW (03/18/89 / Chicago, IL)

At The End

Poem By Rosa Williams

So sad but also misunderstood
Your body lying there
Life less
Not like it should
This wasn't suppose to happen
So how can this be
The innocents of something so pure
Just lying there, breathe less on the floor
Like you never exsisted
So was this a message
Where you dissmissed
I guess you where wanted in the next life
I know you where a special gift from up above
From god

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