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A Final Freedom.
I surpass all the suffering
Finally, I feel no pain
Don't cry for me, pray for me
All tears lost in the rain
Prayers wasted on an atheist
They never saved a soul
Nor could they bring me comfort
In the days as I grew old
For each man born of woman
Has but little time to bloom
You might mourn me all your days
Your own end comes too soon
Remembered means immortal
Celebrate the peace I've found
A toast and hold your glasses high
And then, please drink one down
Termination, Degradation, Emancipation
A Final Freedom
A Forever Peace
Original Dark Poetry.
Copyright © Craig Detheridge.
2015 - 2018.
http://originaldarkpoetry.com/a-final-freedom/
Published 5th Jun 2018
Author's Note
Some might say this is morbid, I say it's a celebration of someone finding a total release from pain and suffering!
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