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Six months to live

Poetry By: RJohnson

Even though this is a fictional poem, it's reality for some people.

Submitted:Oct 5, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

I'm knocking on death's door, there is no doubt.
After years of drinking, my heart is going to give out.
The doctors have given me six months to live.
I hope the people who I've wronged can forgive.

Over the years I've drank too much liquor.
I paid the price when I got sicker and sicker.
But I will spend my remaining time without feeling gloom.
I'm going to live life to the fullest even though I'm doomed.


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