The music plays on
and she dances into your hearts
as the ballet starts.
Resplendent;a mirror
showing the inner beauty
and the outer side.
And she lives on...
The music still aches the heart
the day everything feel apart
The melody that still plays with chorus
marking the event which was so dolorous.
The flowers that are in place
Each day;so that they embrace
The soul that is immortal.
And she lives on...
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