Beautiful Death

If I can have nothing else in life; I want a beautiful death
When a soft breast will take its last breath
Death is certainly pretty
Nothing else but to be free
Decked put in lily white
Cradled in a silver-blue night
Cold as ice; eyes like glass
No emotion, unfeeling and brass
Hair lying unmoved, untwirled
Untwitching, lost in a different world
No tears, no smile
With a look of perfect harmony all the while
So peaceful so still
Not a thing do I will
As stiff as stone
Not accompanied, not alone
My voice does not speak
Cease to be loud; cease to be meak
How beautiful is death and to die
Ceasing to be me; ceasing to be I


Written By Courtney Gallagher
(C)The Depths of Shallowness 2001


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