Begining
The slow tune of a trumpet plays,
A man at peace lies in eternal bliss,
The slow melody of mourning finally stops,
Then, a sudden outburst of sorrow follows,
The setting sun welcomes this final grace,
As the final sound of wood against cement is heard,
weeping comes to a halt,
the slow movement of walking fills the air with sound,
And yet, i stay here unable to grasp your final moment,
I sing my final sobs, i pray in earnest for you,
And T'is here where i say my final farewell to you,
May this be your final greatest moment,
My friend,
My fallen family member,
My beloved,
Goodbye
Brylle990 Community Member 
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