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Rain pours on my thin blond strands, as I stare at the coffin in front of me,
my tears have too much sorrow to fall from my face,
I place a red rose on the body of a girl wrapped in white cotton,
as my mother cries my dad bows his head.

After the funeral I run through the street,
I open the door to my car,
and I turn around to get one last glimpse of the blonde haired, pale girl being buried,
before I know it I am running back to the coffin as I say goodbye





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