Saturday, 9 June 2018

Gone

Today I live, tomorrow I maybe gone.
Like a puff of smoke I'll be no more.
Like a withered Rose, I fade away.

Shed not a tear. Put up a smile.
Know ye! I faded with your names on my lips.
I'm gone. Like a fallen soldier.

I never bade my goodbyes.
I never expressed emotions.
It's a bit too late cos I'm far away.

Keep our memories tattooed.
Our pictures framed and hung.
I'm sorry we couldn't make more.

Lower the flags at half mast.
Sing my name on the streets.

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