.Broken trachea and the oxygen spirals out of control and far too soon
Sail the seas on empty ships, searching for treasure long lost in centuries of old, eclipsed
No gold can replace friends that turn to demons and decay before our wearied eyes
Yes, I am a prick â no disguising my demise,.
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