My Funeral

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People staring in a crowd
dressed in morbid black
ashen faced
the burnt oak coffin
lowered slowly
into an open grave
this funeral is special
I am present
a spirit hovering
above the mourners
I'm dead as a doornail
just a distant memory
an ex member
of the human race
an epitaph
facing the elements
fading away
into history.

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Unbridled_PassionUnbridled_Passionover 17 years ago
let's just hope

this doesn't come true soon

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
~~

The hoped for vision of attending one's own funeral in that special state.

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