My Death Poem

hxcmaniac01 — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 05:47:09 +0000

Leaving this world with all its sins.
Giving myself all the greatness in the world.
To die would be a gift not curse.
All the hatred and all the kindness all would be gone.
Not a care in a world i would have if death came 2 my door.
Like a flower pedal flowing through the wind, then eventually
forgotten like i was meant to be.
Death is a great thing in my eyes, what about yours?
Myself forgotten like it meant to be from the beginning.
All that tortured me me, gone in a blink of an eye.
Suicide or Murderer, it would not matter.
Just take from this world of all this heart shatter.
A great thing it would to see the go away,
Even if i would drown at the local bay.
Logan is an evil place with drama and pain.
Please God, take me away with death and grace.

By: David Cox

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My Death Poem