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Someone has passed away
I watched the casket
Being lower
In the soil mixture
of mud and Clay
I’m afraid to say
What I need to say
Now is it okay to cry?
I’m being left alone
In the cold dark streets
The sighing winds
Has numbed my feet
My thoughts of life
Was nothing but a blur
Now is it okay to cry?
Death, sorrow
Pain like there’s no tomorrow
We lie
We can’t cry
Why?
Because of pride…