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demise
sitting staring at my white
empty walls
realzing they are just like my heart
bare stripped of any warmth
my mind contemplates my demise
what will be my last thought
the last smell and last vision i will see
a memory of little laughter
golden curls eyes of the sky
a nightmare of choices made
deomons dragging me to hell
questions followed by an answer
soon time will tell
to be continued
empty walls
realzing they are just like my heart
bare stripped of any warmth
my mind contemplates my demise
what will be my last thought
the last smell and last vision i will see
a memory of little laughter
golden curls eyes of the sky
a nightmare of choices made
deomons dragging me to hell
questions followed by an answer
soon time will tell
to be continued
Published 20th Jun 2012
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