Reaching
Gasping
Struggling
To get back up
Blood gushing
Aches, pains
Crawling
Throbbing
Breaking
Grasping to life
Blow by blow
Feeling weak
Smashing
Pleading
Begging
Why is this happing
Because you hate me
I am not sorry
I am me
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