Last Breath
If I lose my identity it drowned in sorrow.
If I die today I'll be gone tomorrow.
All I needed was another chance one last breath.
A tragedy in one
YES!
To call my death
Angels flying high, soaring in the sky.
Take one look, the good with the bad.
This is it BYE!
Copyright © Quendralyn Gooden-Talley | Year Posted 2007
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