Our operation

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We're in this bright, blinding, boring room.

Doctors and Nurses pull us around.

Like a little wagon kids play around.

Our noses under an breath inhaler.

Trying to get our normal breath back.


I don't know why we're in this place,

I assume we were driving.

Then, lost it.

Me praying to god this is a dream.

But this seems so real.


I half see you got a lot of blood on you,

While, I'm don't have a lot.

The doctors and nurses put us in a room.

Okay, here we go again.


The operation.

Our operation.

The nurses and doctors put us in a deep sleep,

so we don't know what's going on.

But,

If we wake up,

or in our dreams,

we'll see each other.



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