Expiration

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It Keeps coming 

You love you live you cry

You do the right thing 

It keeps coming 

You love you live you lie

It keeps coming

As you rent to own

The clock's ticking breaths 

It keeps coming 

Until it's no longer mine.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

emotions for my uncle being consumed by cancer.

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