Death is Beautiful
One final thought runs throungh my head AsIm sitting here now her face relapses my mind As I shed these tears I look above to see the hand of an angel reaching down Take me away, up above Before my emotions drown.
Loves light begins to fade As I run through my mind My memories begin to fade Passing away with time All the times that we shared Throughout this lonely life Slowly begin to come back to me As I struggle through the night.
So far i've made it through this life As it has just began now this life which has been so short Shall slowly end But in the end I shall see her face And take her by the hand And this death i now experience Shall be my one true friend.
Death is Beautiful.
By: Steven Cooke
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Think not about the time we have left but about the time we Have wasted.
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