Always thinking back to December,
That phone call I dreaded the most,
Fell to my knees in grief,
Never cried till that day,
That dreadful day that hurts the most.
I couldn't believe that it was true,
Thought I was being tricked,
Thought it all to be a dream,
But it wasn't.
Went to your casket,
Hoping you would pop up,
Saying Gotcha,
But you didn't
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