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You-thanasia

The droning of machines go on...

The gleaming white walls worry me...

Footsteps outside...

Voices, brutally formal...

"There isn't much time"...

"Is there nothing we can do?"...

My mind races outside this cell...

To a room with a blue ceiling...

And a green floor...

Air conditioning was unecessary...

And your eyes were my light...

Elegant beauty unharmed by anything...

Our hands intertwined...

And you shone like a million galaxies...

Your hair dancing in the wind...

But now your hair lay still...

It's all gone now...

I'm at your bedside...

Waiting for you to close your eyes...
Written by a-nase (TheStalker)
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