My body is worn out like
my favourite pair of jeans,
filled full of holes like
my life and its dreams.
It’s too late now to try
and turn back the clock
I’m just going to sit down
and wait for the final shock.
There is no point in trying
to stop the inevitable
when everything that has
happened is irrevocable.
All I can wish for is
that it will be over soon
and my body will be left
in peace in its own cocoon.
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Very moving words
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