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I am looking through
a dead man’s eyes
Time grows shorter
with the days
Time is empty like a
dead man’s mind
Marching closer to
the grave
I will not stop
What happened to the
good times I had
Are they worth
anything now
Will my legacy
continue past
Once my body’s in
the ground
I won’t stop
More chapters to
come but I will miss
Now and good times
all around
Where ever I end up
after this
I won’t stop and this
wont end I won’t stop |