Death Life

The Unwanted Guest

The Unwanted Guest-thespokensilence.com

Gasping on the floor
Lying in the corner
Waiting for a cure
I’ll be gone sooner or later.

I count my heartbeat
I manage to breathe
but I’m slowly fading
silently disappearing.

The pulse rate stop in motion
My eyes have no vision
I can’t hear anymore
I’m dead – – it’s for sure.

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