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The thoughts for before and after death. [Votes/Comments/Feedback appreciated] The poems in this collection are generally shorter than previous ones.

After I Died

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by Mortalities

After I Died

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I’m sorry there was no goodbye before I went away,

Please don’t regret the things you had no chance to say,

I never wanted to be the centre of your hurt,

Or be the one you watched be buried below the dirt.

For months we tried preparing for this,

I was the one leaving; I’m the one you would miss,

But when I died, any preparation left with me.

You cried out in despair, collapsed on one knee,

Then covered your face, trying to mask the pain,

You fell apart at the thought of never seeing me again.

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