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I went to your funeral

And stood at the back.

Still your family stared

Wondering who I could be.

I wore a black veil

Over that black dress

I was wearing the first time

We met.

Your sister introduced herself

Wondering out loud

How I had known you.

I smiled and

Reapplied my lipstick.

Then I asked her

The best place to find a taxi

And left her staring

Blankly after me.

 

I went to your funeral.

I stood at the back

And smiled.

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

Ooh I can just see you in black with an evil smile! ..Not that YOU'D ever be that ...evil smilish, but yeah...

Loved it!