A wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister
We will all remember her;
She was an amazing child
Growing up in a household
With friends who were fond of her,
Now with a man who thought the world of her,
Children who adored her,
A mother who took care of her,
A sister that loved her oh so dearly;
She had a great life,
One that she seemed to enjoy
And then
BAM!
Right to the heart;
Shattered by a bullet,
And she was gone
By her own hand.
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