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Kill me slow,

but kill me softly.

Quietly slide that blade of freedom

Into my heart.

You'll help me now

If you can do this

And when you pull it from me

Try not to cry.



Your eyes meet mine

One last time

And I see inside

You haven't died.

Not broken at all,

Unlike me,

As I begin to fall.

Black shades

Blind my eyes

No one can hear

My silent cries.

My screams of anger, frustration, and rage.

End of chapter

Turn the page.



As I shake with death

In cold sweat.

No longer can I see,

But I hear footsteps

Leading away from me

Raising my hand

Mouth open wide.

You whispered you loved me.

I know you lied.

Lungs turn inside out

As my muscles go limp

And I try to shout.

No final words

Just one last sigh.

I think of you one last time

And then I.....