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May 2019
I meant to press the green button
but I forgot
and pressed red,
things have never been the same
since I have been dead

There was a loud bang
a puff of smoke
Like magic
I hit the floor

Everybody rushed over
but nothing they could do
I had gone

I often see people I know
they look blankly
right through me,
just because you can't see me
doesn't me i'm not there
Written by
David Irvin  57/M/Essex
(57/M/Essex)   
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