Let Me Live
Reeling onto the faceless canvases of encasing past. I wade in my senseless senesces of thoughts asking for death.
"Right here, if you deduce me to be."
"You are, but, having you accompanied, I don't need you anymore."
I said, looking right into reaper's eyes, stumbled with scarred neck and intricate breath with every uneasy tear of mine, saying it a million times,
"let me live."
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