Chapter 17: Last breath
Sleep doesn't seem to be
in my grasp
Night seems to feel
like a curse
Bitterness of life
dig me inside
Thoughts of my mind crumbling inside
The next of my line blurry to write
Taking life granted fool wasn't I
It's not like something changing anytime
I fear, it might occur of pain you find
Lesson from a ghost buried inside
Walking but dead souls left like
Love of a doll beauty inside
The paper of curse money looks like
Where it's gone when life on the line
The man from a grave ask you the time
What did you do with a gift called so life?
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