Her Arms
Where he drew his last breath
After battling so hard to survive the cancer
She couldn't shield him from death's grip
Her Eyes
From which tears uncontrollably streamed,
Unto her chubby cheeks
She was too weak to keep them hidden
Her Heart
His love's home was in curfew
Bleeding from the wounds death inflicted
She waited to no avail for his rescue
Her Mind
In search of answers, went on a quest
Yet, nothing she found seemed to make sense
All that remained was mayhem
His Mouth
Out of which the right words often sprout
"I LOVE YOU", a phrase he uttered one last time,
While struggling to breathe with a sunken heart
Her Knees
She bent on both as she sobbed
While they slowly lowered his body beneath the willow
She couldn't outrun death to the race for her joy
#nii amon
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