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Am I Dead?

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Drops of froth,
leaks from my mouth.
What the fuck,
is every one going
on about?

Why is the bee,
hanging around my head?
Why is everything so blurry?
By the Gods,
please don't tell me I'm
dead.

I smell something
utterly disgusting!
What's that horribly foul
smell?
Is it me? It can be.
I just can't be dead!!

I hear chimes,
but can't open my eyes.
I start to panic,
Oh, but pleeease!!
don't tell me I'm blind

I'm not cold,
but my skin and body,
is freezing.
I'm aching,
every where,
I can't breath,
not knowing
I'm heaving.

Why can't I breath,
see,
and feel?
Where the hell am I,
please
some one tell me,
is this a dream?

The last I remember,
is taking a sniff
of cocaine.
My mind with blank,
my body went stiff.
By the Gods!!
Am I... Dead?[/center]