• Memories blossom in your mind
    As today you stay inside
    Storm ridden clouds promising hate
    But you would easily accept the fate

    Many think that death is painful
    That death should be feared
    To think it is beautiful
    Is not so endeared

    An eternal fate of beauty and wonder
    Is very alluring if you take the time to ponder
    The thought of this beauty isn't always accepted
    But at least you know you are never rejected

    Now before we go to that wonderous place
    There are many last things I must do with this face
    Things that will forever keep me from that fate
    Until one day... it's never too late