When I Go

When I let go and
slip away into the
inky darkness,
Shed no tears for me
that would not be
shed me living.
Do not weep for a friend
that was not close.
Don't play me up as
a hero or a love
when I was not.
Let me drift away
in all truth and honesty,
For only God
can judge my soul.

by Johnny Golding

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again fantastic very good 9
I really liked this poem it really touched me
Nice! Jamie f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f f (it woulnd't let me send it outherwize!)