Visions of a Quick and Painful Death (The Last Thoughts of My Uncle Arturo)
There’s something wrong with me,
Choking up my soul,
as I try to be.
It’s getting dark here,
I don’t know where to go.
Vision blurry and
my breathing has become slow.
The final curtain is at its last stand.
I'm Being brought down,
and I don't seem to understand.
I see a flash, full circle was exposed.
I know for sure...
this is the farthest I will go.
At this point nothing is left to regret,
I feel the tension
and the pressure now I'm upset
Copyright © Mauro Jr Rosales | Year Posted 2006
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