Hands clutching the chest

Minimal, not feelin best

Hyperventilating, crying, snottin, not catching a breath

Peering through the tears from the fear lookin for an escape from outta here

No exit, it’s Death ahead

Red is leaking from the head

It’s drippin, mixing in the vision

This moment is bad and consciousness is slippin

Losin so much energy and will, it’s domino ripplin

Got no strength in the legs, a run would turn to limpin

The limp would end in a fall

Too weak for even a crawl

THIS IS DEAD AND THAT IS ALL

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