He lived each day as it was his last.
He danced and laughed and grinned,
He was well liked,
Until he fell ill,
And he couldn't dance,
He laughed and grinned as much as he could,
Living like each day was his last.
He never got better,
He repeated every day, every day,
'I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up,'
Until he could no longer laugh that sweet throaty laugh,
But he still wheezed and coughed and grinned,
He kept repeating, kept repeating,
'Only goes up,'
Lived each day like it was his last.
He still coughed and smiled his best,
Trying to be positive,
He could feel himself growing weaker and weaker,
He hated his bony body.
And all he could do is smile and say,
'Going up, going up,'
And lived each day as it was his last,
Until he reached his Last Good Day,
He was trapped.
Losing hope,
Losing strength,
Losing life,
He lived each day as it was his last.
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