in that 63 minutes of a single night,
there was only 1 thing i thought about,
and for once death didnt appear as terrifying as
they described it would be.
i wanted to be selfless, and i wanted to speak.
i felt i could right every wrongs.
i held the imaginary hopes in my imaginary palms,
and i let my hair loose to lose my guards.
there was a fragrance in the air,
and everyone was singing in harmony.
but everyone was gone, suddenly.
