A Life of A Widow.
Outside, the cold, harsh rain.
Inside she feels unfathomable pain.
Her love has left her but two years ago,
She hopes he isn’t burning down down below.
She sits by the window in his favorite chair.
Nothing on her mind but death and despair.
She watches all day, couples passing by.
Waiting for the day that she will die.
She longs for the day to join him again.
No desire to seek other men.
They shared a love so very pure.
How much pain must she endure?
The loss of her husband was too much to bear.
For hear own health she did not care.
She rushed the blade through her own heart,
Far too long they've been kept apart.
MISS.AGE❤️
Outside, the cold, harsh rain.
Inside she feels unfathomable pain.
Her love has left her but two years ago,
She hopes he isn’t burning down down below.
She sits by the window in his favorite chair.
Nothing on her mind but death and despair.
She watches all day, couples passing by.
Waiting for the day that she will die.
She longs for the day to join him again.
No desire to seek other men.
They shared a love so very pure.
How much pain must she endure?
The loss of her husband was too much to bear.
For hear own health she did not care.
She rushed the blade through her own heart,
Far too long they've been kept apart.
MISS.AGE❤️
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