*This is a poem for my aunt who died of a rare sickness that had no cure*

You left your loved ones behind
Behind in pain
But what's done is done
There's no one to blame

A sickeness struck you
And took your life
There was nothing we could do
You were an aunt, sister, and wife

You'll always be on my mind
As someone that was so divine
A one of a kind
I'll get over you in time

No you fly above us free
In heaven where you're meant to be
 
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