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My death

I bleed misery,
thick-bloody misery,
gushes out of my eyes,
viscous blood,
in a viscious world,
i wipe some out of my face,
as more oozes out of my chest!

I puke disgust,
pathetic,nauseatic…yes,i said it!
The sickening odour,yes i smell it!
Thick and yellowish,
onto my already bloody shirt,
from the bloody misery in my heart!
Down to the floor!
As my hatred starts to grow!

Loneliness i cry,
lonely tears of solitude from my eyes!
Down to my cheeks,
down further to my chest,
where my bloody misery and my disgust-vomit mix,
an unspeakably volatile mix,
on it houseflies circle and i see six of the ugliest looking ticks!

I then start sweating sorrow,
salty sweat that signifies no hope for tomorrow,
my fighting spirit dead,confidence hollow,
i cant feel,i cant hear,my sense of sight follows!

I breathe out my last gasp of air,
to my ancestors my dead-decayed cactus i share,
at me,my beloved ones stare!
Pitiful stares,
because they know like many others,
i will be burried six feet under the earth’s layer!

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