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my darkness,dead light
The sun is out ,
a perfect breeze
right amount of shade ,
the beautiful white clouds
no other words to describe such a beautiful day.

all I can think is how my body will swing in the breeze, under the shade of such beautiful white clouds.
And the death rattle shakes would look so poetic inside a beautiful day.

your so called god and savior could come and bring everyone to heaven bring everyone home,
and I will still want my death to be my own with or without a saved soul.


wish I never had these feelings,
why do I feel like this
wish I never existed



soon.
© Rexican