The ghost of god
Sucking the breath from my lungs
I fear, I dream
I convulse in pain the unseen
Not yet reborn
Still separated
Breathless I lay
Dead, suffocating
Thought has left my mind
Death has been refined
Lungs have ceased to breathe
Dead I'm forced to be
Tension and fear
Grip me through my punishment
I fall condemned
Forced into uncertainty
Memory fades
Life is sucked away
Torturing pain
Collapsed my chest remains
Thought has left my mind
Death has been refined
Lungs have ceased to breathe
Dead I'm forced to be
Down on my knees
I pray to be relieved
Choking on blood
Eyes rolled back I'm dead
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