When I'm gone,
Would you go to the cemetery?
Take the flowers I like
Place them beside me,
Then do know, I'll be at bliss.
When I'm gone,
Even if no one cares
I know you would shed secret tears,
And then wipe them away
'Cause you know I hated it.
When I'm gone,
You'll walk by the sea,
No one to hold your hand like me
I know it'll sting inside,
I hope you remember, I'll be by your side.
When I'm gone, and you miss me,
Just breathe and try to look for me.
You'll find me everywhere, in the fire and the air,
But love you'll never solve the mystery,
To know; you were the reason I ever lived.
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WOOLGATHERING
Poetry"WOOLGATHERING; A Collection Of Dreamy Thoughts" is a collection of poems that I had written when I experienced emotions so intense that I didn't know what else to do, or those times when I experienced a form of bliss that comes with wandering alone...
