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Dreams arise like the sun on the horizon; Tranquil memories only to be forgotten. Cast ashore with no way to survive; I’m stuck in the middle not dead or alive. Reaching for the stars only to fail; I’m so white that I can no longer be called pale. Colorless as a ghost with skin as cold as ice; My own mother can’t even look me in the eyes. The feeling of disappointment deep within my soul; Knowing I have to eventually let go. Forgive and forget they always say; If I had one wish it’d be to stay. As time starts to run thin; The heart monitor beebs and the tears begin. Watching my mother cry is something I’ll never forget; Leaving her in this world alone will be my only regret. As Death comes to greet me I must leave behind; The life that once was known as mine.
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 9:33 AM UTC
Finding peace In Death
Dreams arise like the sun on the horizon; Tranquil memories only to be forgotten. Cast ashore with no way to survive; I’m stuck in the middle not dead or alive. Reaching for the stars only to fail; I’m so white that I can no longer be called pale. Colorless as a ghost with skin as cold as ice; My own mother can’t even look me in the eyes. The feeling of disappointment deep within my soul; Knowing I have to eventually let go. Forgive and forget they always say; If I had one wish it’d be to stay. As time starts to run thin; The heart monitor beebs and the tears begin. Watching my mother cry is something I’ll never forget; Leaving her in this world alone will be my only regret. As Death comes to greet me I must leave behind; The life that once was known as mine.
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 9:33 AM UTC
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