Transformed in Black
Dark lady,
Dressed in black silently stands,
Watching he
Who once was
Beside her holding her hands.
Without cause
He is gone
From their house and from her life,
Living done
Randomly
Made a widow from a wife,
Dark lady
She still tries to understand.

Gloom
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