The Departure
A stranger
lies on tiles
with clammy skin
and shallow
noisy breaths
and when they stop
compressions start
as sirens wail
in the background
Will anyone mourn
the loss
of you deciding
to let go?
I will.
The Departure
A stranger
lies on tiles
with clammy skin
and shallow
noisy breaths
and when they stop
compressions start
as sirens wail
in the background
Will anyone mourn
the loss
of you deciding
to let go?
I will.
I’m so sorry you had to experience this babe
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