Flat Line

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  • Dedicated to Marjorie Militante
                                    

No heartbeat on my chest, 

Drowning in tears, I have to rest. 

I can't hear any sound, 

Deafening silence that surround. 

The blood isn't running, 

Am I dead or I'm just dreaming? 

My airways are empty 

Like the old man in the cemetery. 

I might be out of sight tonight. 

In my mind, this time you're not mine. 

My breath stops, this heart doesn't pumps 

I feel so numb when you're gone. 

I'm alone, now I'm dead. 

You left me, and then it ends. 

My veins blocked with tears. 

This chaos brings me fear.

[February 2008]

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