If I Go First

When you die,
I’ll shed a tear,
Not because your gone,
But because you won’t be here,
Not because I’ll miss you,
But because I cannot kiss you,
The dying doesn’t scare me,
Being alone is what I fear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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