Shallow grave, blugoned heart
Fear of death, lonely place
Never understand, worrying always
To be gone from the world
To be left without soul
Will I be trapped forever?
Will I escape?
Will death consume me?
Or will I be in submission of fate?
Angels sing, the final breath
Don't be scared, sweet Susan
I will still love you in death
Poem written by me read at my auntie's funeral.






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