Chaped dried lips
Cancers chemo
Life's dread
Guts go up
No nutrition
To keep alive
Kill me
Take the needle deeper
Pierce a vein
Give me the
Kiss of sweet death
Release me from
Cancer chemo
The death bliss
irony overloads
Sophistication of needs
Of a Complex
Machine
My brain feels if
It plays with it
It knows I'm here
To save my life
Hell knows it's
Going to kill me
Plunging deeper
Losing so much
What I can't
Breath Concluding
Static of the speakers
The fanatic screams
Restraints and put in
I hear the heartbeat
Monitor speed up
And go slow
So slow it
Flat lines
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The Journey
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