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10 Mar 2009, 4:27 pm / Bored
The time is near
The clock is ticking
My heart beating
I am loosing my control
I have to stay focused
Keep a clear mind.
The air is thinning out
My chest hurts as my lungs stress for air
"Please my dearest gods do not let me pass this way one more chance is all i ask"
My fear of death keeps rising
I can feel the veins in my eyes popping
His hands are gripping tighter
I can feel the pressure rising in my face
Now redder almost ready to explode
Drizzling from my mouth the life i once knew
I am now gone my life has been taken
Look closely and you can see
My spirit is waiting for your life to be taken.
by Sam Webb
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