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Jan 2016
To die is an art
How your heart stops beating
How your organs stop working,
You disappear.

To die,
Many people wish they were dead,
Yet they do nothing about it.
I believe dying is a beautiful art.

I, I wish I were dead, yet I don't do a thing about it,
Just committing masochism,
What should I do?
Mila Berlioz
Written by
Mila Berlioz  20/F/Honduras
(20/F/Honduras)   
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