When All Was Not

Dear Steemit Friends

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Can you hear the wailing cry of my endless tears, who always say your name. I know, you hear, you see, and you feel this heart groaning, as if to stop if a passing name hearing me duhai sense of footsteps all the way

If I died
Closed is all the stories about me
Gone is my role in the world
Originally a family of friends and neighbors cried me

It's never the same as what it says with real proof
It's beautiful This world, too beautiful
Until many humans are lulled by it

But the next day no one remembers me
Even you must have forgotten me
Will close the sheet and delete about me
And happily making out with my maid

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I wish I died tomorrow
My name is the name written on the headstone
No one called me again
No one greets again

My body will lie stiff under the ground
That will be with the darkness of the grave
Lies waiting for the day of recompense
Waiting for the resurrection day

When will anyone pick it up?
Just to put in bed and burned
Not knowing the daylight
Not knowing the beauty of the morning except the silence of her night

Thank you

by
@boyelleq