Tyler.
I'm counting down my last breaths.
365 days waiting to take my life.
The hot scorching sun burn it's way into my room, casting rainbows to dance all around the white room.
I cough.
Blood splatters, deep crimson red out of my mouth, destroying the beauty of my room.
My eyes roll back into me head, my thoughts swimming.
Alex.
My sassy southern hospitality has caught up with me.
Gods pulling me away.
One hair at a time.
My skin's going pale.
My lips are chapped.
But, my eyes burn bright with fire.
My soul not willing to give up.
Fight.
Fight.
I've got 365 days left to fight.
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Ficção AdolescenteTyler and Alex are patients. Each have 365 day left on this unforgiving planet. Their Doctors get them together tie help then cope. But much more then that happens. A/n all of this was written by you can call me Kevin.
