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Created on: February 25, 2009 Last Updated: August 25, 2009
Here I lay, I know I soon will die.
What point is there for me to dwell and cry?
That's the last thought on my mind.
Plenty of things I know I did wrong,
while I knew what was right all along,
That's the last thought on my mind.
So many roads I never took,
and beautiful hearts that I mistook,
That's the last thought on my mind.
Words I should have never said,
can't take them back when I'm dead.
That's the last thought on my mind.
Things I wish were left unspoken,
hearts I wish were left unbroken.
That's the last thought on my mind.
So many places I wanted to see,
never did, was always too busy.
That's the last thought on my mind.
Here we are just us two,
you hold my hand as I undo.
I know you're sad and you hold fears,
I do to, but please no tears.
In these moments I have left,
I want to live with no regrets.
When you feel alone is all you can be,
think of me and please,
remember these words I say to you here,
I will always love you and will always be near.
And as my heart begins to slow,
and we both know I have to go,
it's not everything I wish
I did or I didn't do,
the last thought on my mind,
is you.
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