On bended knees she began to pray
With closed eyes she turned away
Her tears fell to earth below
In winters grip it began to snow
An ivory hand touched his face
Signs of life were soon erased
Tangled in her silver hair
Slept a soul too young to care
Soon his angelic features will arrive
And without cancer he will thrive
She wept for her divine conviction
And the living victims great affliction
Heavens hearth is where he belongs
She voiced her confession in a song
"This immense burden of woe
Is the greatest gift I'll ever know"

 
For Malice - Forever loved. Never forgotten.

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