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In the event of my death You should know this When I was young I used to have this terrifying attacks Where every time I almost ended up being a ghost And every time I was consumed with fear So I would count to ten And for some weird reason I get a glimmer of hope And what’s on the other side of the light I still don’t know This has worked every time But people change and demons do too My body doesn’t get as weak as it used too It’s my soul that is now suffering I always could deal with my overworked lungs There was always an injection There was always a drug I would always get nebulized Then I would be fine It was that simple But what do I do with this broken heart and this empty soul I am stuck between wishing to die Or giving life another chance Counting to 10 doesn’t work anymore Hope has finally lost its course