Today, was my last day
my last day at school
now all i hear is nothing
a good kind of silence
to my ears it does sing
to my feet it does dance
my last day at work
I have not become bored too quick
oh my, is it still this hour
i may be becoming sick
of this darkness that does devour
my last days with rules
ho-hum-di-dee
I know they will come soon
of course, and visit me
it's not as if I moved to the moon
my last day to smirk
and now I will be alone
nobody, here but me
as I rot to the bone
nobody, here but me
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