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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