When I Die

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When I Die

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When I die, don't miss me for all that I was not,

Or for all that I could, but would have never become.

Remember those living days, we shared a lot

Of smiles and anger that eventually grew numb.

Don't make my death seem an awful crime,

Don't spoil my name as if I were an angelic saint,

Or what's the point in existing in my time?

If when I'm gone, I am nothing but the picture you paint.

Don't bury the bad times with my lifeless corpse,

Bury them in your mind and keep them awake,

Keep them safe from the memory's tempting warps

That twist the truth into a mistake.

We're all ephemeral so our memories choose to lie,

From the kind, pure smiles to that fury we damn.

When I come to the day where I end with a sigh,

Please forgive and remember me for who I was and am.

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