Withering like a rose,
The sweetest of petals;
The most gruesome of scents.
Laid like a stone,
The admirable majestic sight;
The most morbid goodbye.
Stuttering like a sentence with excessive commas,
The sympathy is definite;
The most lackadaisical state of existence.
For this is not another patient, another victim of life, this is my epitome of impeccable.
This epitome has deceased; only a vessel remains. The juxtaposition of this note is the indefectible human which once was; now showered with my epitaph.
This is not a second hand memoir; this is a reminder to live every day.
Every day as if you are the only being roaming the earth.
Every day as if no worries can constitute; but can be conquered.
Every day as if heaven is feasible; a present factor.
Outsources do not regard you, for you must regard your soul and protect it with all of your being. One day; it shall not be there whilst a soulless vessel masks what is truly YOU.
I want to do, not just to be
Princess Diana
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