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Sep 05, 2020
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No Rage
My poetic soul dreams to go
quietly and consciously;
but annulation haunts me
In my mind I believe
I have found bedrock;
but the fear lingers on.
When the last breath is near
will I die in my fashion,
will I gently let go;
shall there be faith to hold,
when it is time to return
that first breath taken?
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
4 years 10 months ago
hello tyro,
this is so beautifully dignified! I agree with Teddy's comment.
always, Cat
Gracy
4 years 10 months ago
Hello tyro, beautiful written
Hello tyro, beautiful written lamment and questionning. We have no answers to those questions, except to hope we go peacefully in our sleep.
I think the title, content and spacing are fine. No nits, best, Gracy