Ending

I wonder when will i have My last post on Facebook My last Tweet on Twitter My last Selfie on Instagram Do i even have a reward by doing all this stuff? Who is the last person I'm with? The last place that i will go? When will my last Morning and Evening? The last song i'm going to hear? Em i going to have my options Whether i'll stay or go.? God is too Good to question his path for us But i cant help thinking what will happen In our last breath. There'll be mourning's day and night it may took a year perhaps. But why is that when your happy Some will Stay but, some will leave. Life is pathetic when your bored so my question is when will be *My last Hi My last Sorry My last Laugh My last Hug My last Smile My Last Goodbye*

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