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Coin Toss
I breathe and yet I'm still suffocating.
The pain of life is a crushing weight.
Is death the only way to release my pain?
Then why do I continue with this life?
With only pin pricks of happiness is it all worth it?
My conscience tells me to go on.
Her voice is a beacon that pierces through the darkness.
She stands there with the coin that will decide my life or my death.
How will it land today?
I might be here tell you tomorrow…
~s.c
