Journey On The Edge II
When I was 16 my face suddenly froze,
As I passed out in my friend's arms,
I was laying there, face turned rose.
I awakened, memoryless, then recall harms.
When I was 23 I was very far,
But I wasn't alone as I kept on twitching,
She saved me while my spirit was afar;
Soon I flew back to my body, waking.
When I was 27 I almost died thrice,
Two times because of someone I trusted,
First time because of foolishness for a vice,
Three times my head internally combusted.
When I was 8 months old,
I had my first encounter with death.
I flash backed to it, as a 27 year old,
Like as if I was holding my last breath.
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