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death sentenced...(quality read)
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my text puts chests under cardiac arrest... the heart attack is next as ya flesh is pressed... ya gaspin, graspin left lung's collapsin... light passin as ya see a slight fraction of ya life flashin... ya knew this might happen as a reaction... now the fright's catchin tension then the pain ceases... concious stops ya brain freezes an eases... the creases of concious become ya only weakness... speech is, lost as clouds clear the sky parts... ya souls rise starts sparks ripped apart like five sharks... time ta stop stands place fate in gods hands... remember all ya lost plans small strands gone and not glanced ... sort short sorry replay please thanks... |
short, but ill dope little peace elivate n ur away
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