Sad Poems :(

My Funeral

My Funeral

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Once I'm gone, will people miss me?

Will they care?

When I was alive, I used to be 'annoying' as my friends called it.

My mom just called it 'unqiue.'

I know the truth.

I always knew the truth.

They didn't care about me.

Not genuinely, anyway.

They ignored my phonecalls, my texts.

They laughed at my jokes to make me feel better.

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When I'm lying in a coffin, with flowers surrounding it,

Only my family dressed in black, praying,

what will my so-called-friends, do?

Will they act like they care?

Or will they just not showup?

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Life's a bitch,

but fakers and liers are all bitches.

And when I die,

I don't want them coming to my funeral.

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Death's peace.

No lies, no fakers.

No yelling,

or screaming.

No cursing at people who run red lights.

Noone telling you , 'It's gunna be fine. Just don't worry."

Then you end up dead.

No one telling you that your annoying or 'unique'.

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Just pure

Silence.

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