Fading

April 23, 2012
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Dizzy, tired, unable to move.
Sliced wrist, broken leg, crushed ribs.
IV in my arm, all bandaged up.
Alone in a bed in a hospital.

Eyes barely opened, body very stiff.
Feeling my heartbeat, slowly ending.
I hear solemn weeping, besides me.
A close friend there, out of love.

Thank you kind angel, for caring.
Even though I'm dying, intentionally.
My eyes close for a last time, slowly.
The sound of your weeping, fading.





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