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i hope i die on a cloudy day,
because i want the sun to mourn me.
& when the birds fly south for the winter,
i want them to tuck my name under their feathers
like a prayer
and carry it somewhere i'll never go.
i watch the leaves turn fiery,
fall,
& decay in mass graves on the ground.
my throat catches, stopping me
from making another sound.
when the snow starts to fall,
& evergreens are the only life around—
i won't be there to see it.
i feel like this is sad, but that isn't how i mean it
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incalyscent Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Student Writer
i know what you mean.  lovely to read c:
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PennedinWhite Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Wonderfully emotive, in terms of word choices. This was a pleasure to read. :heart:
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slenderblade Featured By Owner 5 days ago
<3 e
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Lycaenyx Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Beautiful.  It does read a touch sad, but also hopeful and dreamlike.  :heart:
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GhostOfTheEmptyGrave Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2018
You'll be dead, is it that important?
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