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Nov 2017
My heart hesitates to beat
As the blood drains from my lifeless body.
The little bit of soul that was left
Is now gone;
And my flesh will sit here and rot
Until its washed its sins.
And the lively person that I was
Is no more-
The world darkens,
And my eyelids Close
The sun will rise-  eventually,
But I won’t be here to see tomorrow
Written by
Gyuwon  16/M/Seoul
(16/M/Seoul)   
195
   Toriana
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