This was in truth my final cry of despair. My final lullaby intended to sing myself to sleep with. Intended to be the last thing anyone knew of me. I must say I am grateful things did not work out as I was planning. This was to be my final act upon myself.
Far too late,
The deed is now done,
Watching in darkness,
As cold blood runs,
Lost in the world,
Suffering alone,
My last breath is taken,
I am called home.
Rachyl DeWitt 7/11/2014
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