My Last Good-Bye
I found the news so hard to swallowThat didn't compare to the pain to follow
The notice given in such a way
My outlook now a shade of gray
My back a wreck, my legs now weak
A cough so bad I could hardly speak
The one who gives me such delight
Stands by my bed in pure fright
An hour left of life in me
When the clock strikes twelve
My soul will be free
Time now low the hour upon me
I make my final desperate plea
To say I love you one more time
The way it was said so sublime
Finished gone please don't cry
That is it, my last goodbye
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-07-20 at 06:49
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