As death goes in  Death Poems   

The room tightens and gets harder to breathe,
it feel like im sinking lower and lower,
trying my hardest to claw my way out but no way out.
screaming but not herd, no reply just the silence of a cold and lonely death.

By tiayna

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• As death goes
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