You are gone too soon,
Right on the full moon,
You left a scar on my heart,
As you go on your journey towards God.
The amount of times i cry,
Will not bring you back to life,
A part of me is lost,
Along with you to God.
Your love will be cherished,
By every single one of us,
As your heart is the seed of chocolate cherry.
Rare. Just like you.
Be in peace, my aunt.
For your battle is over,
It shall never again haunt,
Sleep well, for everything here for you is over.
*prays*
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