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Feb 2015
Coughing up when coughing down
as your head does spin around
spitting blooded lungs now so brown
so soon to be buried in the ground

Breaking reasons to your health
when death is close to you
knowing time is running out
in everything you do

Knowing it's never ending
somehow enduring the pain
as you are coughing up
just as you are coughing down


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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