Bleeding in interal rest.
While you wait to breathe.
brought on upon with hate.
Drowning from external cause.
take a second to think...
Your only dead while you breathe.
Left to believe a single thought.
Left wondering inside your head.
Leave a thought...
to take a breath
Bring a life...
to live in internal rest.
Why are we left to hate the life?,
Inside our minds.
Thats Bleeding from interal rest.
Causing every hour to blink.
Keeping time all left behind.
Why can't you see?
Why can't you breathe?

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