It screams in its death throes

But no one heard it.

An unfortunate lack of death.

I don’t want any more of this,

If this is the beginning

If this was the beginning

I don’t want it.

Please just let today be my last day,

So that I never have to do it again.

Please just break it

It never worked anyways

Break it

But it keeps beating the fucking thing

And I take another breath

Because I can’t hold my breath for six minutes

I wish I could.

Because then I’d be dead.

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