Crying on a river's bank.
Crying on a river's bank,A woman sat alone,
Gazing at the sunset,
She was as white as bone.
Whilst nature was enjoying
The last few reddish light,
The woman sat there crying
Ignoring such a sight.
And with the water rushing,
All bubbly, foamy white,
She threw herself inside it,
And hid herself from sight.
She thought she saw a tunnel,
And in it's end was light,
Remembered her own lifetime,
She lost without a fight.
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