When life has gone from me to me it will not
Matter if i am remembered or forgot
Death removes from us the gift of memory
And of the trials that life brings does set us free
Time on our lives does keep ticking away
Live in the now make the most of your day
Tomorrow will dawn but not for everyone
To be remembered in a good or a bad way in life for how they done
Life it is terminal in truth one can say
And the longest lived life in time not a long stay
Nature's reaper of lives is reaping every day
Eventually for to come reaping my way
No worries or cares where dead people lay
In the dark earth the flesh slowly decay.
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