Whence at last am I, interred
Amid marble watchers, silent
From the earth once born, I re-enter
To a chorus song of quiet
No words, no tears, don't miss me
Spare me not, a passing thought
Go forwards, ne'er a prisoner of history
Learn from my lessons, taught
To you, I beg forgiveness please
All those I've hurt and loved
I've succumbed to lifes disease
But I'll ne'er leave you alone
By your sides, you'll find me
In your hearts and mind
And one soon I hope you'll see
The best I could, did I
Whence at last, am I interred
Shed not a tear for me
For today I sleep
Eternal
Author notes
This is a piece I wrote a while ago, but just decided to post.
We all make mistakes along lifes path, and we have to live with those mistakes.
This piece is about admitting that, but still knowing that ultimately, we did the best we're able to do
Please tell me what you think
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deep as a pit my friend, and that is not a bad thing, if it came out like that sorry, but this was amazing, keep it flowing
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Deep
Very deep
these thoughts of yours to whom you are
and yes a path we take, our own destiny .. but at times lead by others
Best wishes
Julie
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hmm
this is a well written piece, thoughtful and with purpose, often times we tend to write about mindless things and its always a nice thing when we put our hearts into something for those to read, great job with this
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Thank you very much, Rena.
I often write shit, not thought out or particularly constructive, but meh... It's what I do best, lol
Glad you liked this piece, and thanks for the comment
'D' (Scott)
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