The Final Page
One last page to sum up a
life,
to drink up my ink.
One last page to leave to
the world,
to express what I think.
Life flashes by in a
series of blinks.
Yesterday my face was
bright,
my skin was tight.
Today here I sit,
waiting out my last night.
I've said my goodbyes,
though there were few.
For I know I'll be gone by
the sun and the dew.
I leave no regrets,
no worries or debts.
It's now time for me
leave,
don't fear it's for the
best.
Now please excuse me,
I don't mean to be rude,
but it is time for my
final rest.
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