Slowly
I sit here quietly
Not making a sound
My inside thoughts slowly start to burry me
What do I do
Slowly losing myself
I’m crying on the inside when I'm smiling on the outside
Can’t do anything but wait
It kills me
But I say nothing
You watch me slowly die without knowing
Losing my breath slowly
Watch me shake to death
I can’t do anything and neither can you
But you can try
But I will die
So I slowly await my fate
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