Author: Aimer Le Bleu PM
I may be alive, able to eat, but without that to eat. Walk, but barely able to walk. Breathe - but must it be the ashes of men like me?Rated: Fiction K - English - Tragedy/Horror - Words: 98 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-01-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2498168
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This breath is my last
And be it so I wish
Let the smoke of a thousand people
Linger above me no more.
Release me from my sins
This crime of solitude
This crime of dreams
This crime of hope.
Forsaken place on where I stand
Where people walk and run and eat
Where people torture and shoot and kill
Where deeds of hell are as normal as
Breathing in this deadly air.
God of heaven, Merciful saviour
Grant me this final plea
Listen as I pray
Allow me a single miracle
Let this breath be my last.