Death Approaching

by M MEM   Sep 21, 2005


My final breath is approaching,
How do I know?
Quite frankly, I'm choaking.
The rope from the pipe
Brings the end of my life
Leaves a mark on my neck
A scar remains in your heart.
I made you remember me,
Remember me with all your might
Because my death
Was because of your lies,
On that fateful night.

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