When death is imminent then what must one do?
Seen all the pros...
Evaluated the options,
Struggled in vain...
There is no escape,
Only the attempts to break free
Makes one more weak
I am going to rot in this place
Rot with no one around
No one to turn to
Wasting my life
Watching the scavengers feeding on me
I have reached the last chapter.
I only wish and hope,
May I look unto your face,
One last time
Till these eyes are gone.
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