A punch to my guts
And a pierced bleeding heart
That's how I feel
When my loved one must part

Come to me in dreams to her I said
As she lay unable to move on her bed
We all knew there would be no recovery only drain
Cancer in bone is the worst kind of pain
I don't want to cope
I'd much rather pretend
That all will be well
This won't be her end
I'm not ready to say goodbye to her yet
And I curse the Grim Reaper who on her is set

I will think of you always dear aunt of min
I pray you transcend from earthly to heavenly time

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