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The one I grieve

I put on my black shirt,
I put on my black skirt,
I put on my black shoes.
I am ready for the funeral.

I cry smearing my make-up,
Yet I am the only once there,
Staring at the coffin.
Who is it that I grieve?
Who is this funeral?

I grieve for my broken heart.

So yes today,
I put on my black shirt,
I put on my black skirt,
I put on my black shoes.
I am ready for the funeral.
Yesterday my heart broke,
Today is the funeral.

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