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When I Die  

When I die,
Bury me in
Something comfortable
And put flowers
In my hands

When I die
Bury me quietly
Where cathedral trees
Shower their golden harvest
Upon the tender ground

Then take a single flower
From my grave
And whisper
Just above the wind
That you'll miss me







Wesley wrote this poem as part of a school project he was working on a couple of years ago.


A Letter From Wesley  
I really don't have much to say, I don't know why. I really don't have any opinions left, I don't know why. I don't think about anything anymore, I don't know why. I don't feel the same about anything anymore, I don't know why. My head hurts bad, but, I don't know why. I can barely breath and it's hard to move, But I don't know why. My back is aching and my tounge is sore and I don't know why. I feel conceeded writing you and I don't know why. I feel totally unimportant and I love to be alone. Yet, I hate feeling lonely. I don't know why. Someone told me to cheer up because life gets better, I don't know why. I don't feel comfortable around anyone anymore and for some reason your the only one who listens to this shit and I don't know why. I love you. Wes
P.S. This letter has no meaning so don't think that I'm trying to convey some sort of message. : )
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