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Husk
My last words should be thank you,
and without pain.
Sadly only the first is true,
my life won't ever be the same.

I have the this feeling,
in days to pass,
all this pain keeping me reeling,
until I am placed under the grass.

I pray for the forgiveness of God,
to look past my hearts intent.
To spare me the fire and rod,
as my action to be indecent.

I am a husk,
I am hollow.
The love of my life after dusk,
has shattered me in sorrow.

I no longer fear death,
and what it could bring.
I accept my last breath,
one...last..thing.

I am a husk.