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just listen...
she was a passifist, glad and rich, in spirit and soul
a mirror of hope, eternal, my dearest through growth
apperance alone, the type to light a room with a smile
pearly whites in earthly fights with the moon for a while
as to who can be the best, the eternal, inferno of love
blazing through hearts, grace just a part of the service of doves
words were her drugs, soothing each soul with her voice
meant for the heavenly chorus, a bell tolled in rejoice
when she spoke, of the proverbial words of wisdom
with prescision, the vision, her cradling, an infant
black skin, deep as the midnight sky's ebony
heaven's plea, to shut down such a wonder, it can't compete
to her, a laugh of spunk, a voice of independence
a touch of fragility, deposed to hold those prescious
the message, she's stressing, freedom for change
no power necessary, no greed in her ways
but as decency slaves, a block will fall in the road
it a world of deceit, that needs to be honed
and she did it, but every perfection is imperfect
with pursed lips, she took the pain, of treatment, though worthless
it murdered, the cancer spread, last sands were spent
a world of tears, when fears gained truth, her hand fell dead
i can't tell you what its like, the tourment and fright
i'd drown in tears in day, then cry more in the night
if scorn isn't nice, then i musta met its older brother
a hopeless sputter, no more way to go home and love her
she was gone, this world had completed its infection
looking back, i figure God musta needed some perfection
but why her? my life hurts, the loss is still in rainbows
and now she sits in heaven, broken wings, yet mom is still my angel
the end....
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