Nice hair! Nice smile! Just give it another
Mile,
Ash you were and ash you’ll be, maybe that thought will set you free,
Doubtful, but hopeful, as hopeful can be,
Maybe you’ll see, but what does it matter?
Does you no good when your molecules scatter,
But hey, pretend away, as though you’re promised another day,
Out of sight, out of mind, isn’t that what they always say?
What have you done? Was your time to now well spent?
When you turn to dust and step to the nether will there be reason to lament?
Cause to repent for things undone? The gift of time wasted? Was it a good run?
Pretender, pretender, whatever will you do? Is the hour late? Your time up? How will they remember you?
Another breath? Another tick on the minute hand?
Will you waste it on useless shit or will you take account and stand?
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