No matter how much his determination and drive,
He wondered if the huge amount of blood loss
Would allow him to survive.
It was time to reflect on his past deeds,
On who he had destroyed,
On whose dreams he had foiled.
Had he led a good life?
Had he been good to his wife?
Probably not,
But perhaps his heart would not rot,
In hell,
But now was not the time to dwell.
His life was drifting away,
Today was indeed on earth his last day.
The End
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