Crutches
Crutches
We were both burning
But you were incomplete,
Now i'm suffocating
So I die,
but not really.
I am not so lucky.
only my body is immortal
I walk in graveyards
I come across a familiar
No reaction.
Envy?
Empty?
Alone?
Can you feel me?
Shall I scream?
Shall I cry?
Shall I die?
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no.
