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Sep 2018
When it’s my time,
Tears of those that I love will begin to shed,
Saying their goodbyes while I lay deceased and motionless on my deathbed,
When it’s my time,
I’ll be dressed my absolute best,
Dropped 6 feet below as my body is finally laid to rest,
When it’s my time,
My room will remain untouched and my stuff will remain the same,
Until the ones I love finally build the courage and go through what remains.
When it’s my time,
I will be forgotten about as the world will continue to turn,
All life forms will continue to evolve, grow and learn.
When it’s my time to go,
I’ll be ready.
SorrowsOfAKing
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SorrowsOfAKing  23/M/California
(23/M/California)   
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