AfterlifeA Poem by jsanders2016The experience of death.Afterlife I feel my heart stop, And feel my senses dull. I am encased in blackness, I am surrounded by cold. I feel my senses return to me, And I begin to walk. Slowly a sidewalk appears, And it leads me to an unknown destination. I am blinded by light. I see people with wings, And I see people wearing robes. The ground feels like a cloud, And the air is pure. Then I realize, And accept That I have passed on.
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1 Review Added on July 23, 2010 Last Updated on July 23, 2010 Authorjsanders2016Cynthiana, ALAboutMe Being different isn't wrong. For all we know it could be right. Just because someone isn't like you, Doesn't mean they are bad. It means they are special. more..Writing
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