Pen in hand, paper on desk
But I can’t find words that express
My insides churn, my outsides shaken
I get flashes of the pills I had taken
Not much time left so I need to start
Let my soul take control; write from the heart
She knows I love her but ill make it clear
With whispery words written in her ear
To sing it to her, I won’t be there
But as she reads, my voice she’ll hear
My mind going blank, my paper is not
But I can’t continue, I lost my thoughts
Fall on the floor with sweet pictures in my head
Her face repeats with love…
goes black…
I’m dead

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