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Neuropathy

I can't feel anything

below the top of my heart.

so, it's funny that it hurts.

I don't want to learn to walk again.

I want to stay here,

non-ambulatory of sorts.

Euthanasia please!

He loves me.  It's beautiful outside

but the decomp is intrinsic

and  so time of death will be sudden,

for only the bereaved.


Written by ScarlettA (Scarlett_A)
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