When I’m Gone

And on that day, speak of me no more
Let not your lips mumble a single story
Let regret and sorrow fester in your hearts
As your tears water the soil on top of me

For which one of you journeyed with me through Hell
Which one of you sat with me in the darkest pit
How often was I tortured by fallen angels
How many times did I say to this was it

Yes, let me finally Rest In Peace
And let my life be nothing but a blur
Do not speak false or ill of me in your defense
When questioned on where exactly you were

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