poem of Wolfwood at his death
PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2003 6:44 pm
Don't worry this won't be too sad...more reflection
The Final Bullet
I have carried this cross for a long time now
Did i ever truly believe in you?
Now death has come to claim me
Will you forgive me?
My life source of this temporary body flows free
and here i am repenting
at death realizing what it is
what it means to truly carry the cross
My life passes before me
Milly how i will miss you
i'm sorry for leaving
Forgive me
Please remember not what i have done
Remember please my words
the words of Life even if i did not chose until now
Death come and take me
i am forgiven and i give myself to him
For with death's final bullet i was made free
Milly i shall see you soon
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting with a warm embrace
The Final Bullet
I have carried this cross for a long time now
Did i ever truly believe in you?
Now death has come to claim me
Will you forgive me?
My life source of this temporary body flows free
and here i am repenting
at death realizing what it is
what it means to truly carry the cross
My life passes before me
Milly how i will miss you
i'm sorry for leaving
Forgive me
Please remember not what i have done
Remember please my words
the words of Life even if i did not chose until now
Death come and take me
i am forgiven and i give myself to him
For with death's final bullet i was made free
Milly i shall see you soon
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting with a warm embrace