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Sunday, May 15, 2011

No Time

I’m running out of time
My days on earth coming to a end
Death is creeping upon me
Getting closer every day; I can feel it
Trying to make amends with those I’ve hurt
All is forgiven; it doesn’t matter
Thinking of all the little things
Things that broke friendships
People I’ve lost; people I’ve found
Those I love are around me
I tell them I love them every day
Tomorrow might be my last
As I lay here I think
I’ve had a good life; I’m grateful
If my time is up; I accept that
I tell them I love them; one last time

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