Journey to the Gates
My eyelids are getting heavy...
Hearbeat growing faint.
My last breath passes softly...
Breaking the ties of this mortal plane.
Memories flicker through my mind...
of the beautiful life I've lived.
Pain recedes to nothing...
As light softly bathes my skin.
My weary soul, at long last,
Is finally at rest.
I long to take you with me...
But I must journey on alone.
Please dry your tears and smile for me...
God has welcomed me home!
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