Everywhere seems weird the air seem choked up the sickening tingle down your spine, never knew what was coming in a split second the pain you never felt hot blood flowed out of you; fell in a dull thud your legs paralysed to your side scared out of your wits your voice made no shout voices around you never heard it was a roaring to your ears, your heartbeat grew fainter the end you knew had come eyes went dim and blank the last breath stuttered out while your eyes went to sleep never to be open again
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I would like to translate this poem
Hi, I like the last line of your poem: never to be open again