My love

He was so handsome. His eyes closed, his tux freshly pressed. I closed my eyes, remembering the time that he had gently pushed my hair out of my eyes as we danced.

I would miss him. But at least he had been mine.

They lowered the corpse into the grave.

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ok it says i can't publish this unless it has one hundred words but the challenge says use only fifty words exactly so i have to waste words at the bottom so ignore this. mary had a pepper. pepper was a popper. ok that wasted the other fifty words.