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She died four days ago,
And Nick, he cried.
Cancer- the thief of our generation,
And she was all too young.
The funeral today,
And we, we all cried.
And when death comes out of time,
Or is it out of time at all?
Is there someone or something out there?
Does He control our lives?
Yes, she is with God today,
And the world, the world cried.
Her death like a smack in the face,
One more day, one more time,
Would it have made a difference?
He was the light in her eyes,
The light in cancer’s dark display,
And she the light for us all.
Nick’s mom died of cancer,
And Nick, he cried.





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