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Nov 2014
My first sip of water
Turnt to poision.
Lungs collapsed
I am mute
Vessels popped red splotches
reality's double
Sick I hang
Without a noose
Waiting for cardiac-arrest
I've been so numb
I hadn't even felt you burn me.
I'm broiled Red
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