i need just one more taste
an EXPLOSION in my mouth!
... maybe just one more
bottle of water.
is it half full or empty?
i’ll take one more sip
pencil to paper
formless thoughts flow recklessly
poem drifts
a
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a
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the last days of life
what sorrow do I follow,
as my heart escapes
seeking and questing
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