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| 350. The Results The doctor had me sit on a chair He told me to be quiet and listen It was now we were to discuss the results Oh how the reflection on his window did glisten I heard not a word when he spoke For I knew far more than he The strange feeling I had in the pit of my stomach Told me more than he could ever tell me His face expressed such a feeling of remorse He seemingly expressed his deepest sorrows All I knew was now time is now over For I’d only live to see a few more tomorrows There was no cure for what I had To many nights did I explore the bars I had insulted all and ruined my life Desiring fast women and faster cars Yet all life must end as this I know Regardless if it’s decades or a few years I have no regrets for enjoying myself I’ll go peacefully without any fears |
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