Dead

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My hands tremble

My mind empties

My eyes tear up

My lips dry

My ears deaf

As I hear the sirens closing in on me

Ready to accuse me of a crime I didn't commit

And as the wails of the police cars zoom in I am left standing all alone in the land of the living

My miserable life flashing before my eyes

Past regrets and unfulfilled hopes cloud my mind

My throat clogs up with unspoken words

But I am all alone in this world my heart already belongs to the dead

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