Screams pierced June's early virgin skies
Agony filled every crevice
And line, as your soul left for the heavens
Warmth extinguished, a corpse so still
Your skin marred by death’s icy chill
For the ill, there’s no miraculous pill
Mother, daughter, tarnished by grief
Distraught, by a moment so brief
It hurts the heart and soul, slaughters belief
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