Last Breath
Breathing my last breath Living in a conscious perpetual aww Seeing the ceiling, living in dreams Dreams - my life, my night, my day, life as a stream Eyes wet due to the dripping of my existence - of my being Have words for unspoken words, the unsaid-sorries, the leftover feelings, the gifted healings Being loved by the cream of this being, oh dear life, a heavy-heart thing. The last sec of thy life-who camus, who einstein, how Shakespeare.
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