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I want to be the one Left behind without my kind I want to be the one That weathers the storm The one with the umbrella Raining above and raining under I want to be the one In black upon the hill I want to be the one Laying flowers I want to be the one Saddled with that burden I can handle grief But causing those to grieve That I cannot handle I want to be the last to go
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May 10, 2010
May 10, 2010 at 7:27 PM UTC
Stand Alone
I want to be the one Left behind without my kind I want to be the one That weathers the storm The one with the umbrella Raining above and raining under I want to be the one In black upon the hill I want to be the one Laying flowers I want to be the one Saddled with that burden I can handle grief But causing those to grieve That I cannot handle I want to be the last to go
A poem about death. I don't want to make anyone sad. I want to be the last to go.
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May 10, 2010
May 10, 2010 at 7:27 PM UTC
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