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by jenny corbett   Apr 11, 2009


I lay down my tired head
knowing I will soon be dead
rising up to rest in peace
no more pain to say the least
my loving family starts to cry
as I slowly start to die
the tears start to fall
as my loved ones start to bawl
I heard a voice inside my head
"rest in peace" my savior said
"come my child and you will see
what it means to be free"
I took his hand and up I went
knowing where I'll be sent
now I'm truly happy
now I'm truly free
my earthly body is in stone
but now I'm truly home

this poem was writen by one of my best friends

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