My Last Breath
My blood is dripping from my wrist!
As I take in my last breath of air,
I silently say i love you.
As I start to close my eyes,
I see you there comforting me.
Then start to cry.
As i start to die I can't help but to think of the good days we had together.
But its too late to do anything now.
So there it was I was dead, in your arms.
At least I got to see you one last time.
So here's my wishes for you.
I don't want you to cry because we'll see each other again someday.
And remember I will always love you.
poem by Shannon Welch
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