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Smile at My Funeral

Smile at My Funeral

When life has it's final release from my lungs
Then death ask me to follow 
Remember me from the laughs I've engendered
Learn greatly through my mistakes 

Save your tears, because my new foundation is laid in gold 
Fill my casket with my earthly vices 
Everyone pass bottles of Jack,and sip to my wild rememberable moments 
Even the bad 

The times I went to the top of success
Afterwards my nethermost disappeared
Still I crawled to the top again distraught
Raising up glowing with my will immensity vigorously

Let my absence be brought alive 
Through your days calling upon dreadful burdens 
Ponder my camaraderie
Then by God's blessing

My soul shall be set free 
To send the Lord your invocations
Lifting your doubt instantaneously 
As the devil clings to your holiness

My cherub soul tearing demons away forcefully 
Keeping your mind set incorruptible
Making my death a glorious divine
Fighting the Lord's eternal battle of...                                                                    
             "Righteous Glory"

"Learn not from what I've done on  Earth, but how I touched your soul with honest piece of mine!"

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prowess Ink

Hey thanks! Yea I been wanting to write that one for about a year now just didn't know how to start it until today lol. Of course it's always a pleasure! I think funerals should celebrate that person's new life. Yes it is sad when people die, but I would like my funeral to be about my happiness. That's one thing about me is I'm always smiling. Even when things get hard still smiling. That's how I want to go out this world smiling, because my next life exiles trouble! I say remember people for their happiness. I'm glad you enjoyed!

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prowess Ink

If I had to pick a favor poem i've written. I'd say this is up there at the top. I hope whoever's at my Funeral. Please don't morn, but rejoice my new life. Remember my strife with stubbornness not to fail you. My ambition to sculpt my downfall's in a beautiful statue. Representing my unorthodox way of survival. Even thought I'm not right, but it wasn't wrong. I've still managed to create a righteous manner.
Forget my sin, and share my morale of happiness. For at the end of the day. I was still sharing a blissful smile!

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