Odd

Living my life surrounded by death I'm reminded of my own mortality And the mortality of those around me The dead gather round me on all sides The music of thier passing falls upon my ears And I see the eyes of those they've left I remember all those that have left me I remember their lives The sacrifices they gave to everyone around And all the things I ungratefuly accepted I wish some of them were still around To show them what Im doing to make them proud But alas, I'm left alone. I know that somewhere, thy're looking down And they're proud of everything I've done
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