Expiration Date Poem by Reed Dietiker
Expiration Date
Its gone, way too late
No time to wake
Fallen down, aint no getting up
The result for loving this junk
Now, knowing my heart has sunk
No need to hang
I'll walk alone
So, I'll say my goodbyes
Fell my breath, cold as ice
Chill with death, because there is no price
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