Control and poetry

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You see me now gasping for air through my horribly burnt lungs. Down by the lakeside choking on my own lungs. There is nothing you can do for me now, the gas from the camps have done their work. My lungs felt like the fires of hell themselves was burning inside them. I scrambled for a drink, to quench the unquenchable, the bring an end to the flames in my chest. But to no avail. The pain ebbed out of my entire being, bringing me to my ultimate decision. Rising, staggering over the ground between me and the lake, my decision weighing heavy upon me, however there was no other option.


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    theamazingkeith

    I steeled myself, and slipped out the capsule hidden in my tooth.

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