ELEGY - EMMALYNN
An angel, bright as one could be.
A voice as light as a flying bee.
Even the night sky couldn't compete,
The starry night would like to meet.
As sad as one could say,
Too much to display.
As a sound fades out.
Regret will sprout.
Pretty like a flower blooming in the spring
A diamond on a ring.
Talented in so many ways, no ways to recreate
This fate came on too early of a date.
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