Wiped Out
Exhausted played out past the point of no return
and yet while I have breath there's a will
and still the fire within shall burn
but what with all the crooks connivers
cheats con men shuckers and jivers
it's a wonder such a sensitive soul as I
is here now and how quite aliver
tho' neither nor big or small
nothing at all is made to last
as day by day we waste away
and it feels like I'm fading fast
when looking back before lights out
with but one life to spend
lived its span on my terms to the candle's bitter end
and I know when it's time to go all will be as it should
there'll be no regrets along the lines of
if only I'd done it when I could
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