#371805 added September 9, 2005 at 1:45pm Restrictions: None
You are leaving
I came by to see you today.
You had already gone
Nothing left but skin and bones
Crumpled under sterilized white sheets
Tubes connecting you to this earth.
For reasons unexplained,
Death is not quite ready for you
Are you fighting it?
Scared and in pain?
Grasping to cling to the last moments of your life.
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