"I felt like a corpse" .
Void!
Just the deafening roar in my ears! .
"You've a week left to live",
Over and again!
Looking back, It's crystal clear.
Things once mattered, does no more.
I get the picture now.
You long not to exist , when you have the chance to.
When there's no tomorrow,
You cling on to the last ray of light,
Scared of the darkness coming to consume you.
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