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Jan 29
When my body sleep for eternity
Who will see my body,
Burning slowly, turning to ashes
While their memories of me flashes
Not everyone could be there for me
But I know for sure, there is my family
Ohh! How could they much endure?
When i'm in a state that can't be cured.
In my darkest time, their presense is enough
I'll be watching them because life is tough.
They sitting beside me talking to my tree
I can't talk back because i'm now free.
Well this poem is about you after your death. I wanna make more poems that have story, this poem might be to long I guess?
Stifin
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Stifin
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   Immortality
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