The Last One

I am alone now, the only one left, I saw them go.

Some by themselves, others 10 at a time.

The sea came, the sea went, each time taking a little more.

My time will come, I know it will, allthings leave in their own time.

But one thing I can say is:

I will not go quitly or without a fight,

and in the end it will take all of your might;

But in the end, my time will come, maybe day, maybe night.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

like most of my work, this deals with death, unlike most this has life in it too

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