Each time you try drawing a sharp line,
Between your soul and your heart.
Numbness creeps through your skin.
Eyes, burn from deep within.
Lungs stifle.
Lips murmur "You Owe"
Skin, try to aerate.
Nerves, tremble with rancor.
Cells burn in elation.
You die deep within !!
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