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To my sister, who is loosing herself
she is slipping from my fingers
she is sleeping in next room since yesterday.
I wonder what she sees,
when she close her eyes.
her heart is suffocating.
she is a dying fish on the plate.
her lips are shut,
I wonder if she'll ever spoke again.
her doors are closed,
I peak and wait.
she is dying,
hear me, mum,
she will not survive that hell.
hear me, mum.
she wasn't made for this.
you are killing her.
hear me, mum..
please hea---
she isn't made for that hell,
she will not survive that,.
Hear me, mum--
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she is sleeping in next room since yesterday.
I wonder what she sees,
when she close her eyes.
her heart is suffocating.
she is a dying fish on the plate.
her lips are shut,
I wonder if she'll ever spoke again.
her doors are closed,
I peak and wait.
she is dying,
hear me, mum,
she will not survive that hell.
hear me, mum.
she wasn't made for this.
you are killing her.
hear me, mum..
please hea---
she isn't made for that hell,
she will not survive that,.
Hear me, mum--
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