Less day after death

by CINDY   Jan 7, 2006


Processing life caused in pain
loving and adoring the one you wake up with

Depression or attention ,obsession of death hoping one day the path will lead in

Life one day runs out no word will come out your mouth

Black one day will come for you cross the line your soul it took

Your name is fading away your coffin is yet to wait

Your time to die is now capture your last breath as you fell down

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