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What if dying isn't death If when we leave this world… The weight of it is simply off our chest When we take that final breath We live the most memorable of moments all over again But this time… We’re at our best What if only the best of memories replay All the sadness, The shame, The madness The blame and the anguish… What if they’re cast away What if it's like waking up to not just another day If only the happiness is the feeling that stays What if… Death is truly the end of all pain If love is all we retain What if… The night sky… And all the stars from above Is all that remains But... I’m wondering about those stars They too some day die So… What if we’re like stars… We only shine bright when alive Just a small light in a vast world that one day burns out… What if the weight of the world’s what living life’s all about All the people, The places, The sorrow and joyous filled faces…    Each of our books of life and their; Some better, Some worse but… Still lively filled pages… Are what leaves those we leave behind with heartbreak and… Sorrow filled grievance… What if our memory is truly all that's left when we pass into the unknown An empty bed in a place we once called our home A place where in our old age we had grown… What if our lasting legacy is only the moments in which we shared an experience If... The wisdom, The kindness, And the hard work filled progress… Is all we leave behind If we only leave what we project into those empty filled spaces In our loved ones' hearts and loved ones' minds… I wonder what I'll see when I'm staring up at the ceiling or sky… Somewhere down the line… Life hanging by a thread Watching the story of my life as it flashes by... Will there be regrets, Goals never met, Things never said, Thoughts trapped in my head… Or... Will I be able to say I did all that I could Willing to die without needing to lie… T o m y s e l f What if… The money we made The status we gained The list of the people we blame For the shame on our name… If none of that ever really matters when our… Book of life comes to an end… What if It was only ever about the mark on everyone's hearts we ingrained If like stars we burn out but… Just burn out much faster The difference for us is… No tomorrow can be guaranteed If... This life… Was the only book you could write If tomorrow was your final chapter… Can you say your book of life was the best it could be Like only the greatest of books When they end... They leave the world with sadness and grief With… Wonderment and pure disbelief If your life was the best it could be Can you close your eyes Fall into that endless sleep Feel your heart's final beat Come to a close as you cease to breath And go satisfied… K n o w i n g   y o u r   b o o k   o f   l i f e ' s   w o r t h   t h e   r e a d
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 1:40 AM UTC
Book of Life
What if dying isn't death If when we leave this world… The weight of it is simply off our chest When we take that final breath We live the most memorable of moments all over again But this time… We’re at our best What if only the best of memories replay All the sadness, The shame, The madness The blame and the anguish… What if they’re cast away What if it's like waking up to not just another day If only the happiness is the feeling that stays What if… Death is truly the end of all pain If love is all we retain What if… The night sky… And all the stars from above Is all that remains But... I’m wondering about those stars They too some day die So… What if we’re like stars… We only shine bright when alive Just a small light in a vast world that one day burns out… What if the weight of the world’s what living life’s all about All the people, The places, The sorrow and joyous filled faces…    Each of our books of life and their; Some better, Some worse but… Still lively filled pages… Are what leaves those we leave behind with heartbreak and… Sorrow filled grievance… What if our memory is truly all that's left when we pass into the unknown An empty bed in a place we once called our home A place where in our old age we had grown… What if our lasting legacy is only the moments in which we shared an experience If... The wisdom, The kindness, And the hard work filled progress… Is all we leave behind If we only leave what we project into those empty filled spaces In our loved ones' hearts and loved ones' minds… I wonder what I'll see when I'm staring up at the ceiling or sky… Somewhere down the line… Life hanging by a thread Watching the story of my life as it flashes by... Will there be regrets, Goals never met, Things never said, Thoughts trapped in my head… Or... Will I be able to say I did all that I could Willing to die without needing to lie… T o m y s e l f What if… The money we made The status we gained The list of the people we blame For the shame on our name… If none of that ever really matters when our… Book of life comes to an end… What if It was only ever about the mark on everyone's hearts we ingrained If like stars we burn out but… Just burn out much faster The difference for us is… No tomorrow can be guaranteed If... This life… Was the only book you could write If tomorrow was your final chapter… Can you say your book of life was the best it could be Like only the greatest of books When they end... They leave the world with sadness and grief With… Wonderment and pure disbelief If your life was the best it could be Can you close your eyes Fall into that endless sleep Feel your heart's final beat Come to a close as you cease to breath And go satisfied… K n o w i n g   y o u r   b o o k   o f   l i f e ' s   w o r t h   t h e   r e a d
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 1:40 AM UTC
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