Burial
I stand at the cemetery beside the coffin so tiny
Friends in tears, and Mom and Dad in tatters
The throng of people here to say one last goodbye
Everyone crying, oh she is too young to die
Did God think she is too beautiful for Earth that he took her to Heaven?
The sky is shedding tears; I look up and it is dark as a raven
Death follows life, as darkness follows light
But why did this life end so soon after shining so bright?
My heart is wrenched with sorrow
Crying out in fury, for the murderer there shall be no tomorrow.
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