The body of the woman
Once full of life
Once full of love
Love for everyone
Love for him
The day that she died
He had finally confessed
His everlasting love for her
In which she replied
"No one will ever
love you the way I do"
He is the man of the morgue
Who cremates the bodies
Yet as he looked down upon her
He felt the need to fulfill her wish
To turn her to ashes
No matter how hard it would be
Yet before he does it
One last thing he must do
The incision is made
Cutting down the middle
Not much blood left
To ooze out
As he peels her open
And looks in at the heart
The heart that love him
The heart he had loved
One thing he must do
To be the closest he could be
He reaches his hand in
And grasps the heart
And with the power of eternal love
Feels the heart beat.
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