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Until My Sorry End
I picture water filling lungs,
My head against the tile,
I picture floating till my end,
Until my sorry end.
Blood in vision, spilling free,
Heart filled with nothing, nothing-
Nothing.
I picture dying peacefully,
People say nothing, nothing-
Nothing.
White surrounds me, I fade out,
In and out of consciousness.
Credits roll as eyes roll back-
Until ...
Tuesday 14th March 2017 5:10 am
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