05/16/2006
My Epitaph
My Epitaph
Lonely was I in my cursed previous life.
Stronger am I now beneath this lovely tomb.
Life's but a play rehearsed once in the womb,
Replayed again till stabbed by a knife
And here lies my spirit to the day of doom.
May here know I the truest rest, not in the former gloom.
Walid Boureghda
http://www.poemhunter.com/walid-boureghda/poet-131556/
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