CDM Anderson

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Sweet Death - Poem by CDM Anderson

She died and I never made it
I never saw her, but they say that in Heaven,
She made it.
I was at peace without having the need to see her.
She's in Heaven, so they say.
Her death was bittersweet; rather, a victorious deceiver that took her away me.
Mother Nature was trusted, but now I can't believe her.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 5, 2012

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