Wasting Away
(poems go here) I sit here wondering will I waste away into nothing.
I want to be a free spirit that roams the Earth.
This is all that I want in life.
There is nothing more for me now.
It's time for me to go to become that spirit.
I will not waste away until nothing is left.
I will be here with you until the end of time.
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