My Funeral
Slowly I am lowered down into the grave dug for me. The stone to be placed at my head reads so... "† Her Life was cut short by pain. May her memory be carried on. Dear Lord forgive her for what she has done. † " There are no tears to be shed. Everyone is too stunned to cry. Or maybe they just don't care. My crimson coffin hits the ground with a thud, and one single tear is shed. It is my own. As I look up from the depths of hell. I knew no one would care. I knew it.Don't worry- I'm not stupid enough to kill myself. Not that anyone would care if I did- just that I wouldn't Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jan 04 2002 07:44 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Slowly I am lowered down into the grave dug for me. The stone to be placed at my head reads so......"