A face of ashen,
It was apparent then,
Not long left,
Before she took her last breath,
Laying in a bed of white,
October day light,
Slowly fading drifting away,
For her there's no tomorrow only today,
Love you's spoken,
Our promises broken,
She was dying,
We were lying,
We said she'd be ok,
What were we supposed to say,
She'd lost so much weight,
She hardly ate,
Colour drained from her face,
Leaving the ashen look in its place,
When she took her last breath,
The clocks stopped she had left,
To play with the angels in the sky,
Why she was taken I don't know why,
Now she's watching over me,
With wings of an angel and cancer free.
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