After Life, What Happens?

Wed, 02/12/2014 - 18:09 -- AlexB

I won't die alone

And waste away to skin and bone

I'll hold on to the truth

And onto my youth

No more

So I will soar

So I will leave

On this breezy eve

I 'm scared of what comes after

Hopefully it'll be laughter

 

 

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