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She's gone
Alone, forgotten, bereaved
You have your golden world
                      But it did not last

He's still
Bloody, small, lifeless
Miscarried of your savior
                      It will end soon

He's angry
Passionate, selfish, uncaring
Your heart once ached for him
                      As his did for you

She smiles
Subtle, quiet, waiting
You threatened her
                      But she takes your place

Eyes closed
Weary, exhausted and used
Death will rock you to sleep
                     Time to rest
Anne's last days.
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