Jinn

Radon


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Risen from the soil, the cancer starts to spread
Drifting out of conscience thinking i am dead
Crying out for help! Choking on the words....
Screaming turns to silence
When you're hanging from a rope

I have one last breath i had one last chance
I have one last wish to make it out of this...


Writer/s: Jinn