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My breath comes out in gasps, my vision is tunneled. My energy drained. I wonder, Is this the way a toy feels When its batteries run dry? My heart beat slows, My pulse is weak. I wonder, Is this the way a toy feels When its batteries run dry? Everything goes dark, I am bathed in silence. Serenity, sanctuary. I wonder, Is this the way a toy feels When its batteries run dry? My heart stops beating. My last breath escapes. I am a toy My batteries just ran dry
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Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 8:30 AM UTC
Is This The Way A Toy Feels?
My breath comes out in gasps, my vision is tunneled. My energy drained. I wonder, Is this the way a toy feels When its batteries run dry? My heart beat slows, My pulse is weak. I wonder, Is this the way a toy feels When its batteries run dry? Everything goes dark, I am bathed in silence. Serenity, sanctuary. I wonder, Is this the way a toy feels When its batteries run dry? My heart stops beating. My last breath escapes. I am a toy My batteries just ran dry
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Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 8:30 AM UTC
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