If I shall be no more tomorrow,
Down in my new home,
The angels will sing and dance,
The poetic sprit shall guide my soul.
Whenever the sunrise will find me not,
And the morning chills gets me so cold,
When my tears shall solidify,
My spirits shall be read in your memories.
Because tomorrow I shall be no more,
Please tell the last word you've kept for me,
That you said I'll get to know,
When I shall have no energy to talk,
Please let me know.
Goodbye my people,
You read all those I wrote,
You liked all what my pen oozed
But tomorrow I shall be no more,
Keep the works and read in my remembrance.
*_iamlegrande_*
©iamlegrand
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