My Last Gift

My Last Gift My Last Gift

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With death comes surprisingly bits of happiness
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With death comes surprisingly bits of happiness

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Submitted: October 10, 2012

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Submitted: October 10, 2012

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When I feel like I’m about to die
(Hopefully at a ripe old age)
I’ll eat some watermelon seeds.
And when Death decides to finally
pluck me from this luscious earth,
All I ask
Is that you open me up
So maybe you’ll find something sweet
To remind you of
Our sticky fingers and 
red smiles


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