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Last Breath
As I lay dying my life flashes,
The wrongs I commit,
The things that I did,
Will it ever go right?
That I highly doubt.
The people that I hurt,
The friends that I lost,
These are the things I remember,
They cut me like a knife,
Will people remember?
Will people forget?
Here as I lay dying in the cold of December.
My breath it slows,
The light it dims,
My hearts beats softer,
A siren lullaby,
Full of promises, full of lies,
And nothing more.
The wrongs I commit,
The things that I did,
Will it ever go right?
That I highly doubt.
The people that I hurt,
The friends that I lost,
These are the things I remember,
They cut me like a knife,
Will people remember?
Will people forget?
Here as I lay dying in the cold of December.
My breath it slows,
The light it dims,
My hearts beats softer,
A siren lullaby,
Full of promises, full of lies,
And nothing more.
Published 30th Aug 2009
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30th Aug 2009 3:24am
thats good. sad, but i liked it. reminds me of a book of short storys i once read.
1st Sep 2009 4:26am
1st Sep 2009 6:56pm
i like this because sometimes i cannot sleep until i make "peace" with everything in my life...sometimes the emotions are contradictory, like "full of promise, full of lies" and it can be confusing, really! but i think if we ask ourselves what we really want, that it what we will get...it sounds so simple but think about it, and try meditating on it...let me know what happens :)
1st Mar 2012 9:06pm
