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When Im Gone

born of flesh but guided by spirits. the only pieces left of you ,that will be left of me when I'm gone will be the seeds of our children. I pray that she learn from the mistakes that daddies been through. to stay away from the snakes with a two-way-face nothing personal but we all have some type of issues. I Shed these tears of labor now so when my child grows older ,it wont be Necessary . once a week with one red rose to one tombstone inside of one cemetery. a routine that she'll promise to keep was what she told me at my coffin side along with a kiss to the cheek. its unbearable to coupe with friends and family being decease but in a life's portrait , the bigger picture is another man has finally found peace.

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