Upon this beautiful web of lies <br />I sleep and rest my head <br />Unbeknownst to all the other <br />The me they knew is dead <br />He died nearly five years ago <br />In the exact spot that I lay <br />And the last words he uttered were <br />I shall find peace upon this day<br /><br />Vasto Grom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-fallen/
