Please, From the Afterlife
By: Abbey Rutter
Will you remember,
When my spirit sets my body free?
Preserved there in fond memory,
Will you love me still?
Don't cry for sympathy,
'Tis not loss, rather liberty.
Think instead of tranquility
Not of death's rumored chill.
By: Abbey Rutter
Will you remember,
When my spirit sets my body free?
Preserved there in fond memory,
Will you love me still?
Don't cry for sympathy,
'Tis not loss, rather liberty.
Think instead of tranquility
Not of death's rumored chill.
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