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This is simply about someone that has been severely hurt and is on there death bed.
Submitted:Feb 8, 2007 Reads: 91 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
Sharp pains peirce the heart
crumble and cry in the dark
Organs start to fill up with blood
tears begin to form a flood.
Body starts to tingle and freeze
you can no longer move or breathe
Eyes close at a leisurely pace;
panic and fright are gone
your heart will no longer race.
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