If I die
tonight
Adorned by
Heaven’s flickering lights
When the Angels
call me home
Wherever my
spirits will roam
Don’t let your
tears fall
I will be far
away from it all
If I die tonight
On my tombstone
I will alight
When the Angels
begin to sing
My hands will
turn into wings
I will soar
high above the clouds
Rip apart my
encompassing shrouds
I will emerge a
god in a crimson light
A dragon slain
by a mighty knight
A tide that
swept you off your feet
A gentle breeze
every time we meet
But when I will
die tonight,
My heart
extinguished in wretched plight
My journey is at
last complete
It is just the End,
bitter and Sweet
Max O’Reilly
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