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Condemned to Breathe

I look through these eyes

Cold breeze on cold flesh

I won’t waste any lies

I fell to your hand afresh

I take what Death leaves in its wake

This one thing I can’t fake

You don’t have to endure this loss

There is one more barrier to cross

I will soon be nothing more than a network of fistulas

Carrying the pus of reason

I take what Death leaves in its wake

This one thing I can’t fake

You don’t have to endure this loss

There is one more barrier to cross

You won’t lie

You won’t cry

I take what Death leaves in its wake

Condemned to Breathe