Its my last minute of livin n da clocks tickin my minds spinnin eyes shiftin while im trippin like i was drinkin but no im holdin a soda for once i know dat im sober but im still bendin over toilet water spittin up like a cobra and as i get colder i know dat any moment my whole life will be over n nobody will notice i`ll just be another name n then 2 days later it`ll find its place with my face in da newspaper My life is quickly endin secondhand is passin da seven thats twenty five seconds left of my death thats bin pendin so as i hold the Holy Bible heart pressed against da cover say my prayers as i stare thru da ceiling dats above me but then it disappears and i hear da voice of the Lord so i wipe away the tears from my eyes to clearly see a door so i turn the knob n God is wut i find on da other side him n his angels were lookin over me da whole time
BUT NOW I'M GONE
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