Hospital Fees

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Short breaths, green line, zig-zag.

 The oxygen mask muzzled me,

i'm no longer free.

Weird sounds, i.v's, tic-toc.

 Ripped open,

When nothing physical is broken.

 Dirty looks, Nurses, Disnfectant.

 Why am i here?

it leaves everyone in tears.

But i am done being alive.

i'll just give up, and die.

Short breaths, green line, no response...

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