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Nov 2014
I passed out,
While running.
I blacked out,
While trying.
I fell to the ground,
While dying.
I was sent to the nurse,
While sighing,
I was given a serious look,
While taking my blood pressure.

"It's so low I'm not picking up anything."
While suffering,
My heart struggling,
My legs weak,
My heart burning,
My head ached,
My face was burning,
My fate was turning,
Low blood pressure happened to me?
While dying.
This really happened. It doesn't sound as severe as it was. Excuse me, as it is. It's not as bad (at all) as cancer but this is how I was meant to die. Everyone in my family has died of blood pressure issues. Joy. :/
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