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Jun 2013
I'm coughing up blood
So I swallow
Im crying tears of sorrow
So I swallow
My face is bleeding
I think why do I feel so hollow
There's a knock at my door
So I swallow
Death has come for me
And with relief
I follow
And this angel of death
leads me to an abyss and pushes me in
And in the end I get swallowed
Natasha Smith
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Natasha Smith  Maine
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