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"Little poem I Made About A Sunrise"

As I watch the sun brightly rise,
it is another day I'm reminded of her demise,
crimson, orange and yellow clash with the sky,
just like how the splattered blood clashed with the bathtub water when she was ready to say bye,
as the angels carried you away,
i knew you only wanted to be set allay,
so here i am, about to join you,
goodbye sunrise, thanks for the view.

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