In contemplation of my life completion
Knowing what i ought be teaching A lesson aimed for those to remember Like the fated cold that comes with winter A thirst for warmth in those friged months A lesson learned from tragic stunz A teaching a preaching a pastors voice Oh how I pondered on my chilling choice what once seemed easy has destine came to clear me from my in prisoned brain depression pain and defeating grief A noisy wrenching like gritting teeth In chalk i write my frozen frame Outlined to mark the chilling scene A teachers heart without a beat ended and cold along the street.
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