Song of ordinaryBY RF
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25 September 2026

I shall not be known

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First my lungs start to collapse Then the heart rate is dropping Blood pressure is slowing down This is it? I ask myself Looked around to see if anyone’s there to help Wait, I need peace not help Finally, some peace, I thought I can’t breath anymore The smell of blood is fading away My sense of self is escaping away I can no longer think at all My vision are getting darker and darker This is it! I tell myself Please be quick, I beg myself What about them? My subconscious finally decided to ask myself I’m sorry, I had no other choice, I tell him This is it, you have to face it Now let me go, before you start weeping I thanked myself for taking care of me Thanked the world for feeding me Note it’s time, I must go My last good bye, I shall not be known

— RF

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