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A poem about last thoughts before death. Warning: dark and morbid View table of contents...
Submitted: Apr 6, 2008 Reads: 28 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Leaving
My miserable soul floats
In the dark
I beseech my fate
For just one spark
A flicker of hope
For my soul to follow
To embrace all love
And fill the hollow
My miserable soul floats
Shrouded in death
I regret my life
As I take my last breath
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