Choices
Sitting here reminiscing
Of the late friends of the past
Even more depressing
Is being the last
I have seen my friends
Not all, just a few
Way to early
Their lives had been through
Yet some grew old
Their time, well done
While others lives
Had barley just begun
The gift of life
Is so very priceless
For at any given moment
Could lead one lifeless
Any action, any word
Any breath you take
Could result in
A fatal mistake
Your life may be lost
With any move you make
So make it a good one
Make it a bad one
The choice is yours
You always have one
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