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Till time creases

How many doses,
Till my times ceases,
I no longer want to be available,
Life at no time is adjustable,
I will take no more torment,
It's just a tremendous abandonment,
I feel my pulse fading,
My life is endling,
There was no more I could do,
Now that I'm through,
My existance is only memory,
You'll always remember the story,
Of how my life discontinued,
Is what you'll include.

by Brittney Heck