My last breath

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I went to the bar
And there was war
Then I heard boom
And I realized my world was voom

When I was gone out
I didn't know what it was about
All I say was a big host
and they were all ghosts

At one time I recovered
And there was when I discovered
That around me was blood
And it was coming from my rod

At that moment way back then  in my  blood and that was when
I took my last breath
And take my toast to death

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