Fans-Of-Musicals

     This coffin that lays before me is filled with my long gone beauty. Covered with roses, my last gift.      Her smile, her laugh, her dance, her sweet kisses.      Long gone, before she even was. She faded away slowly from the world, most are snapped out of it.     Her past that soon will be our future, is a box.     Mimi mourns, Roger mourns, Mark mourns, Benny mourns, Maureen mourns.     But no one feels the way I did about him- her, my queen.     Her spirit was happy and joyful, she brought us together. But as screaming fills the no longer peaceful air, I know that as her soul, the tranquility is gone.     I glance one fi