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Heaven

By Wil C. Fry, May 25, 2000 01:30

Copyright © 2000 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


What a long road Iíve walked, and Iím only twenty-seven
This life is so tiring, itís no wonder that men invented Heaven
Itís about time I found that rest, that joy, that peace
Itís about time that the struggles finally start to cease
I canít imagine being older
I already feel a little colder
I canít imagine being more tired
I canít imagine feeling less wired
How much longer before it all winds down?
How much longer before Iím underground?
Give me that rest
I gave you my best
I know Iím only twenty-seven
But already, Iím ready for Heaven



Note on original manuscript: “Not suicidal, just tired.”



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