Final Act

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Once I used to be filled with joy,
with all the love one could employ,
but now that's gone and destroyed,
left with nothing now but a void,
try as I might it only grows,
even now as my breathing slows.

As the darkness closes around,
I try to clutch the ground,
I can no longer fight the tears,
flowing down like liquid cheers,
I'm glad to leave this world of pain,
this place with nothing to gain.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 11, 2016 ⏰

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