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Misery came to my deathbed today changing the sheets by routine with emphatic blue eyes she said "get on by" and stroke my hair gently while emptying the bin Through my plastic esophagus I gargled a moan to remind her the ***** is full But I wanted to shout at her "leave me alone!" as her sight only made me recall who I was years before what is left of me now and what future above my head hover Full of putrid decay loss of bladder control with an Iron lung as a lover I gritted my teeth and I broke my best smile which came out as an overtaxed grin If I make her rejoice then miss Misery might unplug that infernal machine
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC
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Misery came to my deathbed today changing the sheets by routine with emphatic blue eyes she said "get on by" and stroke my hair gently while emptying the bin Through my plastic esophagus I gargled a moan to remind her the ***** is full But I wanted to shout at her "leave me alone!" as her sight only made me recall who I was years before what is left of me now and what future above my head hover Full of putrid decay loss of bladder control with an Iron lung as a lover I gritted my teeth and I broke my best smile which came out as an overtaxed grin If I make her rejoice then miss Misery might unplug that infernal machine
Tried to maintain structure through translation. Was not easy.
#death#dying#morbid
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC
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