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Last Day

by JoelFight 1 review

Poetry

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres: Fantasy - Published: 2006-12-23 - Updated: 2006-12-23 - 138 words - Complete

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Everyday I feel as if I'm dying a little bit more.
When will this dying stop?
I'm really not sure.
The more I waste life, the more life flies by;
Will I regret this the day that I die?
As I lay in my coffin to be put down to rest,
am I withered and old or looking my best?
"Heaven or hell?", I ask as I die.
I should have asked that while I was still alive.
"Five minutes is all I ask! To ask for forgivness for my sinset tasks!"
I hear a voice whisper in my ear,
soothing, soft and so sincear.
"Five minutes? Sorry, I cannot give. You've had years and years
to ask me to forgive!"
Life ran out. The light grows fade.
The scary thought of what could be my last day.
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