Death Is a Lie

Don’t cry for me when I die
I will rejoice with him in the sky.
Don’t shed a tear when I am gone
I will be singing heavens song.
Don’t be broken and disarrayed
I will be enjoying the price he paid.
Don’t feel sorry at all for me
For it’s this life that has left me empty.
The tears I have shed have turned in to beaches
From all of these bottom feeder leaches.
The scars I have worn have been on display
My heart has been heavy for most of my days.
Don’t cry for me when I die
Because for a believer death is just a lie.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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