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Death
April 20, 2015
Death is when
I can’t breathe. Death
Is when it’s too much. I can’t
Handle it. I want to cry. I’m almost
Done. Just push through it. There’s to many
People. I’m about to lose it. Death is evil. Death is
My enemy. Why do I hate death? Because my body hurts
So much. I’m done. Finally. I have accomplished these stupid stairs…
© Karen C., Holbrook, MA
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