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Final Day

Energy Never Dies

By Courtney CurranPublished a day ago 1 min read
Final Day
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I'd rather be cremated

Never liked being put in a box

Spread my ashes along the Vegas strip

Fairy dust the masses with good luck

Keep me in the chaos that forever exists

Don't bury me amongst the dead

Keep me flying freely over head

Amongst the curious

Amongst the brave

Drifting away from once bleak days

Time lost amongst the living

Lifeless living never connecting

One life lost, one lost soul

Lingering scent of sadness

People enter the room

Soft muffled conversations

As if I will over hear

Groups gathering for the final meet

Heaviness seeping at the seems

End has come

Energy released

Maybe now I can be at peace

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Courtney Curran

New beginnings create new chapters and stories. I like to experience life and all it has to offer. I hope you find my creations enjoyable and relatable.

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    Written by Courtney Curran