Nothing Else Matters

Apr 19, 2008 09:45


The world is coming to an end.
If only I said what I never did.
You stand here now, looking at me.
Play by play, things you wanted to see.

Your eyes are brim with the thought of death,
Why do you fear my last request?
I wanted to die, that was a fact, 
but now that it comes down to it, 
I wish I could go back.

I want to see everything,
every statue and human being.
The biggest buildings,
and all the highest peeks.

Why you care if your life ends?
Is it because you wanted to live?
My rights are not equal, but what the hell,
Whether you like it or not right now is our sequal.

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