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To Whom It May Concern
('90 / America)

To Whom It May Concern

Ode to you my dearest friend, who stood with me when times were black
I never wanted to offend, but now I've gone and can't come back.
Praise to you my confidant, I needed you to understand.
Into the grave I now descend, my life erased by my own hand.
Forgive me now, my final sin. You always turned the other cheek
The love within me has grown dim, the loss of pain in death I seek.
Mourn me not, my only love, the only creature I adore
If angels sing on clouds above, I will sing of you for ever more.
Farwell to life, this mortal coil. This lonely place I leave behind
Welcome death, within the soil and the happiness I hope to find.

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Comments (14)

Perfect..not many will truly understand this feeling but it was very struck me directly to the heart..
well done! it is true and this poem is very nice.
very nice poem. love to read it
Brilliantly examined! I love this poem......
well done, this is a brilliant poem. we all know this feeling the world over don't we, but hope is what sees us through to the end, and in any situation if we look hard enough we see that light at the end of the tunnel, i hope you did. x
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