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I can't stop.
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But I want to.
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I'm so tired
Of the constant bleeding inside of this hollow cavity called a chest.
Sitting between the lungs, my friends,
Hearing the echo of my heartbeats inside these vacant walls.
I want this endless cycle to end.
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I’m sick of the continuous feeling of blood pumping in and out of my ventricles and valves.
The way it flows through me is a feeling never changing.
The rush and current of my blood streaming into my friends and through these veins.
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But if I stop
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Then they stop
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And they can’t stop.
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They have things to do.
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Moments to achieve.
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I can't get in the way of their goals, of their dreams, just because I'm tired.
So I will continue to pump, to distribute, to feel .
This is what I was created to do. I can’t fail.
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