A Life In A Day
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Whim
Driven to my secret place
All the while saving face
"Fuck it all." Seems only fair
As I lie here in my lair
Almost to the brink of death
As I take my final breaths
The blood is pulsating
My mind is instigating
Not able to die correctly
By my own hands trembling
I lift the culprit again
Bring it down to the end
My time has passed
I knew I couldn't last
As the light starts to dim
I realise it was all just a whim
Elisabeth Stover 2001