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May 2016
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
If this will be your last, be thankful there will be a new born
Ibk Santos
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