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Sunday, September 03, 2006

And he died...

Resting
Always resting
Doing nothing…
I’ve been resting
I can’t walk
I can’t talk
I’m a living dead
Always resting!
Thinking about me
About my life
About everything I’ve cared about
And now I miss it so much
I don’t have it anymore
I don’t have it anymore
I can’t feel my body
I can’t feel my soul
More and more
I believe that
My last days are passing by
And I feel like cry
I won’t cry
I won’t cry
Day after day
Day after day
Those guys with the white clothes
Are they angels???
Am I going to heaven???
I don’t want to go to hell
Wait
I can see someone else
I can recognize that person
No I can’t!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But I want to recognize that person
Someone is talking
"It’s time"
Wait, what are you going to do???
The machine next to my bed…
The guy in white is going there…
Someone is crying…
He pushed one bottom…
WHAT IS HAPPENING??? I CAN’T FEEL MY HEART
I’M NOT BREATHING!!! I WANT TO BREATHE!!!
BRING ME SOME FRESH AIR!!!
WHAT IS HAPPENING???
WHERE AM I GOIING? AM I PASSING BY? PLEASE HELP!!!

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