Laying quitely on sampiternal exit
He smiled, but nothing move from him
I looked at the catacomb beside him,
And shifted my final look at him
Sorrows and black hot tears immured the smiling face
My light and joys slowly waned at this funeral
To see my beloved dad laying quitely and forever
To see this dark, tight and scary grave
As the undertakers laid him there
And press more tears from my eyes
What should I do that can make me smile again?
This pains, but this raw pains...
Like my heart has been chooped up
But i can do nothing
It is well........rest in peace Papa
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