death

I write this poem, here where I lay,

Sunshine is gone, I only see gray.

Wish I had a bit more time,

I’m in my twenties, I’m in my prime.

But I only have a minute or two,

My body is numb, my face is blue.

I’m so sorry, I did my best,

Life is leaving, through my red chest.

It all happened so sudden and fast,

Can’t help but smile, as I look at the past.

Please don’t morn, please don’t cry,

I’ll look down, from the sky.

 

 

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