A Coffin

A Coffin
A coffin came my way, They said, therein you lay; I could believe them nay, Until they said they could flay; Wild I went, I could not vent; The expression remaining, Before it started draining; I was no longer composed, I had to be dosed; You were ethereal, This had to be surreal; No enmity could matter, When everything had shattered; You had been battered, When you had me flattered; I can not apologise, You have been baptized; I seek not your forgiveness, I need not your liveness; For you’ll always be, Right here, in my heart; I woke up, to find you gone, For EVER in your zone.. I need not repent, For I have your scent; Your memories alive, Shall always thrive; You were one of a kind, Never out of your mind; It is not cowardice, For it requires courage; It shall not be despised, For it was your suffrage..
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