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At the end of the day, you are the one I want to be with.

The one I want to lay my bones next to;

As we settle into the dust and decompose into immortality together.

When all is said and done, is it me you want beside you?

Is it my face you will search for?

My voice you will long to hear?

Because yours is the last face I want to see before I enter into the eternal sleep.

And your voice the last sound I hear before I am forever deaf.

About samlobos

I am an avid fan of creating narratives in my head about random experiences and quotes for future books I will probably not write. I harbor a 15 year old girl in my psyche and like to solve world issues when I'm half asleep. View all posts by samlobos

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