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Dec 2014
The pulsation is to strong
To many mistake made
That cannot be undone
Now I will die alone
In this place where darkness doesn't hide her face
Shadows and lost souls use my body as a doorway
They want in to this crippling world
I slip in and out of consciousness
I can feel my heart throbbing with each beat
Blood coursing
Trying to keep me alive
This heart of mine is failing
My breathing slows
Fluid builds up in my lungs
The taste of blood that hasn't been oxygenized
feels my mouth
Its bitter taste is the last thing ill know
Written by
devante moore  24/M
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