My Own
By John M Lennon
Feeling the same ole same
Words to remain, hurt feeling left the stains
Pictures filled with laughter are what you try to remember today
So you don't think about that day
But so many washed away with the tears of yesterday
Wishing for one breath more
So you could whisper it's you I love and adore
And that night is my only regret
Walking into my own and facing death
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