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Silence
The cold metal against my skin
The cylindrical indent on skull
Willing to give it all from what I think is everything
I know I have so much to live for
I guess my fears got the best of me
Too late now, I'm in too deep
Goodbye my dearest friend, this small world, the mother of everything.
I shall betray you now
- the meaningful mili-second of sound and light -
- then the silence of spent air -
I watch my lifeless shape sail to shuttering stop
Its me
I tell myself ~don't give up~
Guess its too late now
