When I am gone
To the other side of the river
Where only my spirit will take me
Not even my shadow will ever visit me
When my time finaly comes
The only moment we cant reverse
Because we live to see it come
The more you live the more fear gnaws
When I am cold
Even before I grow old and grey
And warmth decide to desert my body
Finaly leaving me alone and lonely
To deal with my mysteries and struggles
A battle I can only do when Im dead.
When I am no more in this world
That my name brings chills when uttered
And elicit mixed reactions from the masses
Remember me like a day of spiring
Think of me as a good thing
I will miss you
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Wounds of the Moon
PoetryIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
