Flatline - SCP Foundation

A few last weak breaths as I fade away,

The light grows then dims again and again,

Thinking becomes hard with a failing brain,

Hopefully this time, dead I will stay.

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A sudden strain,

Fake pass away,

Deadly foul play,

As I remain.

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Death had feigned, Reapers foreplay,

A toy hammer hit mortal chain,

A tease of an end to this pain,

One more dip to that gateway.

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A quick drain,

Sudden gray,

Now halfway,

Coup de main

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A short delay,

One last refrain,

Life will abstain,

I hope today.

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Light slain,

I pray,

Decline,

Flatline

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Once more...