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Two Percent
My battery is 2%
At the end of the day
My life is expiring
With too much to say
Incomplete thoughts
Kind words set for friends
Inexplicable feelings..
Is this where it ends?
The red lamps are blinking
My head starts to race
And my fingers are tapping
All my thoughts at a pace
What words do I choose?
Nothing flashy or new
In the essence of time:
My lovely, it's you
It's a constant connection
No matter how late
Or if words arrive slowly
Or those blinks terminate
You should never forget me
Whether grumpy or phased
It's a simple "I love you"
Just before I'm erased
I will miss us just chatting
Or those texts that you sent
So seems I'm no longer
One hundred percent
Jinjagoliath
15th July 2023
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