I saw death
it was in front of me
cold nose, wide and open eyes
feet turned cold and blue
God is good and good is God
don't take it for remorse
she went, let her suffers end
what was there on the ceiling?
cracks and blisters
souls linger
just let it go now
please let her suffers end
is it time we wanted?
is it just the memories holding?
let the future unfolding
please let her suffers end
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 9:42 AM UTC
I saw death
it was in front of me
cold nose, wide and open eyes
feet turned cold and blue
God is good and good is God
don't take it for remorse
she went, let her suffers end
what was there on the ceiling?
cracks and blisters
souls linger
just let it go now
please let her suffers end
is it time we wanted?
is it just the memories holding?
let the future unfolding
please let her suffers end
My grandma passed away a couple of months ago. I saw the process of death. It was unraveling to me. I didn't take it as crucial, more like a closure. I prayed everyday for God to let her suffers end. Finally, she went.
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