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Dying
written by TowelytheThing
08:17 PM 5/7/04
I cannot breathe.
I cannot move.
I am about to pass out.

Drowning in no water.
Burning in no flames.
Save me from myself.
If that day already came.

I cannot move.
I cannot see.
I am about to die.

Drowning in no water.
Burning in no flames.
Save me from this death.
If that day already came.

I cannot speak.
I cannot hear.
I am about to freak.

Drowning in no water.
Burning in no flames.
Save me from this moment.
If that day already came.

I cannot feel.
I cannot cry.
I am about to leave.

Drowning in no water.
Burning in no flames.
Save me from you.
If that day already came.


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