Final Toll

 

 

In darks quiet comfort I will sleep,

My thoughts to wander, mine to keep,

An eternity of solace as lovers weep,

Forgotten in time, from memories seep.

 

Toil of the long day’s work is done,

A pound of flesh paid to everyone,

One last time to lie alone,

The final debt comes due anon.

 

 

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