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Feb 2018
When it's my turn to die
I want people to cry
Just like a cloudy night
As rain falls from the sky

When it's my turn to leave
Turn over a new leaf
Like flowers bloom in spring
There'll be fresh air to breathe

When I see heaven's gate
For you, it's not too late
To let go of your hate
To start with a clean slate

When it's my turn to go
I still want you to grow
As big as stars that glow
Though it seems darkness rules

When it's my turn to pass
I hope you can still dance
Life is beautiful romance
And in your heart's halves
Lies a chance at eternity.
LeV3e
Written by
LeV3e  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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