A tiring chest retires,
Relentless knives and daggers,
At its door.

Forgetting to live,
The taste of air,

The burning blade,
To the core,
Twists and twines.

The instruments inside,
Cry in pain,
Cessation of function.

Shut down,
Cut off,
Letting go,
Trying to break the pain away...

The End

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