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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Push breathe I know it will hurt I am aware of the pain And I will be aware as they push lava in my veins I am an innocent man I am a man of no contest Though I cannot read the words of the paper you hand to me I can read the faces of this world Push breathe I know it will hurt I am aware of the pain And I will be aware as they push painkillers into my veins I am no innocent women I am a woman of contest Though, my greatest gift will soon be lying on my chest I can read the faces in the room I see the empathy No need it for me Push breathe I asked for bacon and I ask for eggs And I asked for a pillow for my final rest The walls are white and I think I will not be here for you to believe not just in my story not just for my rights but that I told the truth and led an honest life Push breathe Heat unmatched and you bond with my skin my kin unmatched my child and our brethren I asked for a pillow, I asked for rest The walls are white they asked to take her off my chest Breathe, breathe The walls are blue Though I cannot see I know what faces are looking at me I lay down to be strapped to the gurney And I am lifted for my final say I look through the glass and wonder what you think I am an innocent man I am a man of no contest But more than what you think I see you I hear you I see your child, wide-eyed barely seeing over the glass and he hits it tap, tap, tap The walls are blue I can see you Even in a sea of those I do not know I can see what is mine, in her bow I know what faces are looking at me with pure joy And I will play coy I wish you were hear I wish you could see, the bundle of joy laying in front of me And in your undying need to hold her again you reach for the glass and I imagine your hand tap, tap, tap
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