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Jul 3
I’m not afraid of dying like I was before

Of course I still tremble
but now it’s less
“I don’t want to go”
and more
“I don’t want to go like this”

I know that Charon will come
That Hades' gate will swallow me

It will occur just as everything changes

Just as winter will freeze the red from my leaves
Just as the tulips will sprout on the hill garden come spring

Someday I will die

But still
I hope he will be patient with me
I hope he doesn't **** my fight to see one more sunrise

Because maybe I do want to go someday
To see if there is a blinding light

But these shadows have held me for too long
For me to give up that easy
Lyra Saros
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Lyra Saros  16/F/Connecticut
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