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Jul 2017
The blood that runs through these veins
is as dark as the night sky, and as cold as the coldest breeze
The anxiety in this body hits it's peak by the first kiss of sun's light
The thoughts that flood this mind drive it insane
bringing it to it's deepest possible thought's
All strength is lost
Not a breath can be captured
suffocating from feeling locked away
Every little cell slowly dying
being taken over by the deadliest of viruses
Drifting off into the shadows
not a single being noticing
Screaming as loud as possible
but not a sound is heard
This heart beating for no purpose
slowly slowing down by each pulse
Each given breath leading closed to death
Mo
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