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The blue surrounds me
Makes its way into my lungs
I cannot breathe
Does it care that it is slowly killing me?

The gray inhabits my mind
It masks my emotions
Should I care that it is slowly killing me?

The red covers my arms
It pools at my feet
I cannot feel
Has it kiiled me?

White is just a step away
It clears my brain
I feel alive
Have I come home?



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