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Question

Final Goodbye

you'll forget my name

& continue on with your game.

you won't remember me.

just give it time, you'll see.

it's time you go to go your own way

never again to hear what i say.

as i turn to walk,

don't begin to talk.

nothing more can be done,

for it was no longer fun.

i won't look back & wonder why,

because this is my final goodbye.

Answer 1

i like this one better than the other one you wrote. definitely my favorite that I've seen so far...  

Answer 2

i Like It, How Mine?

It's Called "I Live In A Pile Of $hit"

I live in my bed, the b@stards will come to take me away soon,

they make me go to bed three hours before noon.

there's p**s on my clothes, there's p**s on my sheets,

there's p**s on my face and there's p**s on my feets.

there's a tube rammed up my ***,

on the wall there's a picture of grass.

the tube up my *** leads to a chamber pot,

i feel like some sort of rusty old robot.

for dinner i ordered soup,

they bring my a plate of my own p**p.

i want some painkillers, they give me a goat,

i feel like there's oppression being rammed down my throat.

My relatives visit me at half-past five

don't leave me alone with them, they'll eat me alive!

i wish that i was dead, that they would pull out the drip

and detach my head.

It's About an old, incontinent man with alziemers, in a old peoples home.

Answer 3

*round of applause*... Luv it!