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Final Mist

By: digidestined93

Page 1, written in memory of my great grandfather

Roses blacker than coal,

Music that shakes your soul.

Gentle sobs have ebbed away,

Since he passed that dreadful day.

Red roses are no more,

Just my broken heart so sore.

Happiness has gone amiss,

Since he passed that final mist.

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