Friday, August 22, 2014


POETRY


When I am gone


Mourn not for me,
When I am gone.
I’m in a better place,
Cry not for me,
When I’m gone.
Tears are a waste.
If I were wrong,
Follow not in my place.
Even though I am gone,
There is no time to kill.
You must all live on.

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