what do I have to leave you but some scribbled words on a page?
will anyone remember these lines when I’ve passed my end of days?
I am temporary
life is fleeting
hold onto me
I’m not gone yet
I’m barely hanging on, I’m crying out for help
I don’t want you to forget me
like I’ve already forgotten myself
when will I close my eyes and take my last breath?
will you be able to take my hand as the dust settles underneath us?
this is temporary
I am fleeting
just hold onto me
I’m not gone yet
I’m barely hanging on, I’m crying out for help
I don’t want you to forget me
like I’ve already forgotten myself
will you have kind parting words to say?
can I make my mark before I fade?
I’m not gone yet
I’m barely hanging on, I’m crying out for help
I don’t want you to forget me
like I’ve already forgotten myself
I am temporary
life is fleeting
hold onto me
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