The clock is ticking, as the minutes go by.
What will be the last route, before i die?
Which tear will fall from my eye?
Will it be happiness from the cries?
And the last lie.
I shall tell.
Is the word 'Goodbye.'
Where as i will live more than life time.
Because up above where heaven lays, where i'll shine.
Where i get the grape vines.
And turn into wine, to fill your cup and shall it never be empty.
So as thou the world might be unfriendly.
Live on so you can live the life i never lived before.
Just ignore, the people around you that speak of mean things.
For the blood in your veins, still flow.
And your heart still grows.
(( Bapplenook: I actually didn't know what i was thinking, and it started as cliche and boring at first, but it worked itself out. THANK GOD. I mean seriously, its so difficult to rhyme without me looking into the thesaurus. It randomly turned italic. Yay! Okay bye! ))
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