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My Funeral
written by Misery01:01 AM 7/14/04it feels like my soul has died and decayed
and my body is still trying to catch up to it to turn into ash and fade away
inside me it feels as if there's a huge whole
emptiness sits inside my soul
it seems is be the only feeling I can recognize
contimplate if I've died
but at least I still feel
even if it's just a time bit I know I'm still real
although from here, my mind seems to slip away
and I'm not sure if I'll even exist the next day
my body is turning numb, and it's still cold
it seems like my mouth tastes of mold
you can exist without living, but you can't live if you no longer exist
I do not have a final wish
for if this is my death, my way to the next plain
I'll know I have gotten rid of this pain
and pain which plagued me until my last day
and now it's gone as I'm placed in my grave
please don't cry for me
just silently grieve... |
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