My life has gone
and I say
Goodbye
One drip at a time
I give my things away
I pay my debts
Make amends
Then
and now.
Things are mixing.
I may pass
from one new life
to another
Either way
I pass through
whether it be
to a new life
or a new death
Only time
will tell
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Interesting piece. (Sweet Child was amazing) My death piece is calledRendezvous Can't hold a candle to your Sweet Child