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»Before I dissolve«

by Anonymous, March 19, 2018

Let me express myself through words.
One night my life shall end, the earth will open,
And the ground will swell, Only to preserve my bones.

Before I dissolve,
Would I have achieved my all,
Enjoyed a life of mystery and cause,
Or drenched my time in effortless activities
That produced no harbor of worth around my own being.

Though I may not predict my future,nor plan it
A distant memory is all I will become,
Gone, unacknowledged of my contribution to authorship
Yet my flesh rots, my soul will live long through literature.

Written: January 2018
Tags: Anger Death Future Hope Life Personal Sad

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