Death’s Bed

In death’s bed only

The truth is confessed

In death’s bed

How much time is left?

Minutes, hours, at best

In death’s bed icy tendrils

Are the only hands it will lend

In death’s bed I sleep

Bad times forgotten

Only memories of the best

In death’s bed I am

Stuck in a time loop

Of times that were once my best alexandra-gorn-471463-unsplash

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