When I meet my end.
I don't want
anything less than,
a life of laughs
and love.
I life were struggles
only made me strong.
And then hopefully...
When my wrinkles
are all but trophies,
of all the many year's
I've seen,
I'll be able to look back
and breath them in,
so very, very
slowly
Knowing that it was,
in fact.
the best it could've possibly
been.
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 11:23 PM UTC
When I meet my end.
I don't want
anything less than,
a life of laughs
and love.
I life were struggles
only made me strong.
And then hopefully...
When my wrinkles
are all but trophies,
of all the many year's
I've seen,
I'll be able to look back
and breath them in,
so very, very
slowly
Knowing that it was,
in fact.
the best it could've possibly
been.
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