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Nov 2012
I would like the many all to know
that I am all ready to go
no I do not mean to my death
I do not want to take my final breath

I am ready to fall to my slumber
I wonder when it'll be my number
before my rest I'd like to say that I am not upset
I have done all I can do, I call it my best

I will see where my tidings have gone
all I can say is that we did have a great bond
maybe you have seen, so I will give you time
perhaps you have not thought it threw; you are mine

I care oh so much, but I accept my world
it may not be clear, it truly is all swirled
the truth will always find me soon
and to be honest I know it will bring my doom

I would like the many all to know
that if I had to, I can let her go
No I do not mean from my love
I will take that final breath after one last shove
If you read this poem and the four or three before this I made all of them in one day.  See the flux of my emotions I think they are pretty wide.  I've come to many conclusions today.
Michael Ryan
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Michael Ryan  31/United States
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