You convulse
Your brain breaks down
Blood seeps from the corners of your mouth
Staining your chin and cloth with the red
What am I to do?
Leave you to suffer?
I hear your chokes
Drowning in your own crimson
Yet you seamlessly breathe
As if you’re yet to fade
I may forget this
But the concept shall never leave
The deepest roots of my psyche
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