As I lay dying
As I lay dying I cling to this life, everything in it
The pain and the strife, the heartbreak the sorrow
Always knowing you can start over tomorrow
As I lay dying , I feel too much regret
Frantic and panicked, what did I expect?
If I had moved to the right, but I went to the left
As my life leaves me, I feel myself wade into the shore
But no matter anymore, the big sleeps knocking at my door
Copyright © James Moon | Year Posted 2015
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