I often find myself pondering.
When I leave this god forsaken earth.
Would I be missed?
Would they miss the person I was?
Or the person they thought i was?
Would the memory of me fade with everyday that passes?
Would the pain go away in time?
Or would they celebrate me with every year that goes by?
None the less I would be gone and all these questions are irrelevant.
Because once you leave this earth none of this matters.
©clinton718
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