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A Death

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The snot ran slowly, in rivulets,
coloured by staph and streptococci,
mixed in haphazard way, down
and came to rest within the coarse
and curly hairs that hid his chin,
a goatee of a salt and pepper hue.
He coughed again, a painful sound,
his chest seemed to recoil in fear
and tears rolled from the corners
of his bloodshot eyes, to meet
down at the chin, with greenish pus
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Ashraful Musaddeq 15 September 2008
A very toucy composition.
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