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My Last
I sit here writing my last
This is my end and it shall be fast
Slit my wrists and crimson falls
Death won't stop it never stalls
Blood falls as memories do
And for those without a clue
This is my end I bleed before you
Listen and learn don't do as I do
Time is short this is sure
Sometimes earlier than before
Written in pixels on a screen
This blade will never be clean
Time is short as this is written
My time is gone and quickly forgotten
Darkness falls onto this life
Deepened thoughts my new wife
This is my end and it shall be fast
Slit my wrists and crimson falls
Death won't stop it never stalls
Blood falls as memories do
And for those without a clue
This is my end I bleed before you
Listen and learn don't do as I do
Time is short this is sure
Sometimes earlier than before
Written in pixels on a screen
This blade will never be clean
Time is short as this is written
My time is gone and quickly forgotten
Darkness falls onto this life
Deepened thoughts my new wife
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