In my grave
My soul raises above my head
Flying high, free from all the complications
But my body
Awaits peace, silence
My body rots in its final resting place
As the seasons pass
The more time goes on
The more dead I become
Soon I'm a dead person living
No more life in my eyes
All hope gone
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Daily slice of Life
PoetryThese are just poems that I've wrote done. We've all had those days, happy, sad, any emotions will be in this book.
