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TTYL

The ground shakes
my head aches
heart hurts
And it's getting harder to breath
I'll admit I'm scared
wouldn't even be fair
if I should be forced to leave
I hope I wake up
continue to ride my good luck
I think I may pray
that I may stay
I don't mean to be selfish
but I'll pray this
that I can have 51 more years
till I am 90
it's really an unrealistic goal
I'm unhealthy I know
I've really got to start taking it slow
And lift up my led foot
before I go ka-put
one with the suet
on top of fire wood
it would be only right
To leave me alive
I'm a hell of a guy
who writes of the long nights
open thighs
the girls and getting high
is how I spent my time
when they say that im talking in rhymes
I write it down
And leave them here for you now
so as I may help you describe
the curvature of light
when the bright hit her eyes
as she says your name
rolls of her tongue
would you tell her for me that I was wrong
I was young
learning how to become a man
on my own
I had no one
tell my son
I'll be at his games
on the bleachers
or off in the field
oh this can't be real
tell my daughter
she was the one who made me a father
I love I had before never had
she made me a dad
I wanted to give you a world
made for not just any girl
a princess a queen
Lady of any scene
aquamarine
forests green
And pink
makes me think
of blue eyes
a recessive gene
you and brother got them from me
And I vicariously retrieved serendipity
thank you, thank you all
forgive me if I don't call
but I'll see you tomorrow
around this hour
if not then send flowers
but I'm tired
I'm going to lay on my back
And fight this heart attack
I'm getting off my phone
And silencing the ring tone
take my shoes off
And climb up to the loft
my real name it is Bob
talk to you later......
©akathatguy