I'm Almost Gone
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I’m almost gone, and you see it too,
The last sight I want is a smile from you.
I’m missing you though I’m the one leaving,
I’m crying because I know you’ll be grieving
Me when I’m gone. But I want to stay,
I don’t want Death to take me away.
Everything I love will be left here,
Don’t forget me when I disappear.
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Mortalities
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Departure
PoetryThe thoughts for before and after death. [Votes/Comments/Feedback appreciated] The poems in this collection are generally shorter than previous ones.