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There’s a zodiac sign with the same name as the monster that takes our loved ones away They are not correlated with one another, Which makes the whole thing one huge coincidence

The infamous expression, “that’s seven years of bad luck” Said every time one breaks a mirror; just my luck, that happened to me I know those are stupid superstitions to keep someone on edge, But it had my thoughts hedged

I was nine years old when the incident took place Only two years later, the Sun was dimming more and more each day There was no explanation as to why she was losing Her grace

I was born on June 25th; that’s Cancer season Ever heard of the saying, “Everything happens for a reason” Yeah, well, maybe that is true because my life story is a coincidence Turns out my season had taken a high incidence for her

Years later, and I still think about the broken mirror, the seven years of bad luck, The nonexistent correlation of my favorite season with the cell-eating storm I can’t help but think I brought the dark clouds into the sky for My Sun to disappear

In the beginning, God created Heaven and Earth And for what I know, He created you first

“And God said, let there be light, and so there was light” She was the Sun—My Sun—bringing Light into my life Just as she brought her Light into the afterlife

June 2000 was the last of her physical pain until 11 years later I must have been the creator of all things wrong in her life