Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Death

I'm screaming
Is this my body?
Why does it feel
  so cold?
Why do I look
  so pale?
What's going on?
Am i dead?
I can't be
I see myself, I
  see you
I need a hug
Can you hear me?
I think I'm dead
I can't be dead,
  but yet that's my
  body lying there from
  one drink
My death, your loss,
  my body, my cold.

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