Last Request.
When all has come
To its rightful end –
However sudden that may be –
I only hope
That one sweet soul
Will kindly think of me.
Of all the moments
And hours we spent,
All the memories we have made –
I wish those times might
Flash though one’s mind
As death makes life unmade.
I know I’ll remember
All the laughs and tears
And each moment that we’ve shared.
But I can’t help but think
And have this lingering worry
That I was the only one who cared.
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Thoughts Made to Sound Pretty
Short StorySo these are a collection of poems (and a short story here and there) that I've just written throughout the year. They all just started out as random thoughts that I've been able to make sound prettier.