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I sink further into my velvet tomb
surrounded by used tissues,
crusted and solidified
from my own dried snot.
"Death will embrace you, too, you know!"
I cry,
haggard,
as I rot.
I wonder if you will remember me
as I was
or as you wished me to be.
"Please," I plead,
though my will is escaping,
like the last fiery light of a burned down candle.
"Would you be so kind,
as to bring me,
some Dayquil?"
- Title: a poem
- Artist: l0ph
- Description: a poem i wrote once
- Date: 08/02/2024
- Tags: poem
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