My poem before i die

[taylor_tall_kid]

Where did it all go, my sense of pride
from this surgery i can't run or hide
i know they say its basic and only a slight chance of complication
but i feel somewhat at peace with myself in my own taylor nation
im not afraid of death for i know where i go when i die.
so i think of the good and only that because to myself i will not lie.
i should have no worries about this small procedure
the doctor could do this in his leisure
you should have seen me when they i might lose the feeling in my lips
i was tingly at my finger tips
the thought of no longer feeling a kiss
this joy i take for granted i would truely miss
so now i wait for the faitful day
all i can do now is pray