No one had ever known,
The pain she's hidden
No one had ever read
The sadness she's written
She had his last embrace
Like the good old days
Where dusk took its place
Such emotions in many ways
In the midst of despair,
She cried in utmost silence
And death was in the air...
A gunshot was all I heard
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