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Jul 2010
I'll make the right decision
To pack up and leave
Not turning back
A new path to cleave

Turning around a life
Is much harder than it seems
It's hard enough to find a place
To lay your head to dream

A broken heart
Has no quick fix
Nothing ever more
Ever just clicks

Life goes down
Down for the count
Lying on the streets
To sick to shout

Am I dreaming
Or am I alive?
How could life
Take such a sky dive?

On your back
Drawing your final breath
Eyes roll back
Welcome your death

Last sight you see
Is a bright light
Your guardian angel
Leaves and takes flight

On your final hour
Nothing left that day
Its the saddest thing
When angels fly away
Written by
Bruno Joseph Orsi
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