If the world was ending, I’d come over, right
Ready to spend the entire night
Never having to say good-bye,
Knowing you’d be the last face I’d see tonight.
Would you save me as your final list:
The person who says: ‘to hell with it?’
The one you who you always thought you’d celebrate?
The person who held it all together –
wasn’t easy saying ‘I’m jealous’, yeah,
Even though I haven’t been around for it.
Yet, I know, you know, we know
That you’ll be coming round tonight.
If all the world knows, it’s going to be
time to get out of sight…
If the world was ending, I’d come over, right
Ready to spend the entire night
Never having to say good-bye
Knowing you’d be the last face I’d see tonight.
Copyright held by ©Eloise De Sousa (2020)
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Terrific. I remember telling a person that their face was the last thing I wanted to see on this Earth. She was so impressed she left. 😁
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Ouch! I’m sorry. Maybe her face had the wrong heart attached to it.
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Gosh! A contrary and unexpected result. It could make you afraid to open your mouth.
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Haha! Thanks for reading it. 🌸
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Hahaha. Not me. I always have a foot in mine. Either my foot or someone elses. Thanks, Lance.
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I think this is what makes this invisible serial killer masquerading as Covid-19 so hard, we are separated from our loved ones in many cases and can’t be with them.
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Yes, it is so hard, especially on birthdays.
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Beautiful. I would want to see the face of the one I love as my last sight, but most times death robs us of that final pleasure.
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True. Death has no friends.
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What amazing writing. You’re good!
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