Woke up with a silver lining each day,
Hoping he would understand her love one day.
But the writer didn't want them to meet,
And ended the story with a deceit.
But her love was strong enough,
Waking the writer to continue the story wider.
Explained how she died ever night,
Hoping him to be by her side.
But the foolish not know the value he missed,
Something not comparable to any valuable list.
The silver lining continue to exists till today,
When she lies in her bed in heavens bay.
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