bad luck and worse

I wrote a poem- enjoyyy!

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I carved your epitaph into our grandest gasp
Which broke into waves through arteries and veins.
Anatomically correct. I dissect the remains.
Rearrange your DNA and
Do not age.

Happiness is a state of mind but now you’re gone
My mind is just a state.

Love is not enough, yet I had far too much
and now it spills into the mud, clay; such is
life and death, this emptiness is empty happiness.

and it will pass

Dearly beloved, nearly forever,
The winds change, the sun sets, death creeps.
But our love is eternally six foot deep.

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