Friday, September 2, 2016

When I Die


When I Die

The day I die
When I pass from this Earth
I will lay peacefully
And close my eyes
As my last breath leaves my body
I will join with an angel
And allows my troubles to be gone
Left in the empty shell that was my body
I will walk down a tunnel of flowers
In the fresh air and the scent of beauty
My soul will find peace in every step
And I will live again

In a paradise of my own creation

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