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To Think ~ Mika Datadin

If I should die, think only this of me;
Those of you who left me alone,
I finished my battles on my own,
I didn't even have help from Mercy.

If I should die, think only this of me;
Even when I wasn't strong,
I tried to help you all day and night long,
When I wasn't myself entirely.

If I should die, think only this of me;
I wrote not for your entertainment, (Oh, please!)
I wrote to give myself a vacation, (What a breeze)
Now get over yourself, for the sake of poetry.

If I should die, think only this of me;
I wanted to be friends with you all, no enmity
This feeling was not mutual, unfortunately
There are no sour feelings though, trust me.

If I should die, think only this of me;
I leave a message for my very special friend,
I love you with all my heart until world's end,
Because you were the fire that warmed my icy feelings.

If I should die, think whatever you want of me,
For I would be dead.
To lose, something would have to be left,
Something called Life which, I'm sure, you hold dearly...

©  Mika Datadin

Grade 9


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