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by Witch

She walked into the room
Inside her filled with gloom

Crisp, clean and bare
If only she didn't care

She looked to the side
It was more than she could abide

As she moved nearer
Everything became clearer.

As she pulled back the sheet
She almost lost her feet

She let out a cry
Why did her mother have to die!!

© Witch 2011


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