Shay Shankar - Black Rose

As I lay in my casket,
I hear the weeps,
I hear the cries,
I want to be there I really do,
But there's no escape,
I see a light,
To go towards or stay behind,
I do not know,
I hear a sound,
Then see the black rose drop,
The light wraps me like a pair of angel wings,
I want to escape but I feel warm all over,
The light so bright,
All I see is light,
I see nothing as I leave,
Leaving everything and everyone behind,
One last time.

Shay Shankar

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