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Waiting in the wings the flat-line holds her breath but she knows she always wins, in the end and her holding her breath is for her own amusement- a game she daily plays with death. hooked up to her video game all a heart can do, is play her game, and wait.
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Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 5:27 AM UTC
The Flatline----^-------------------
Waiting in the wings the flat-line holds her breath but she knows she always wins, in the end and her holding her breath is for her own amusement- a game she daily plays with death. hooked up to her video game all a heart can do, is play her game, and wait.
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Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 5:27 AM UTC
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