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death beds and decaying roses
BarkatS

I need some vital signs
 1
Just to prove it really did killed me
 2
As the morphine drips through my veins
 3
My body lay numb
 4
The blur of your voice
 5
In agony and sadness
 6
As drops of rain fall from you cheeks
 7
When beeps stops
 8
As the room turns cold
 9
Ill place my hand in yours
 10
Bring you to what is left of my lips
 11
And tell you
 12
Check my pulse, feel my breath, ill be waiting for you to lay by me in death…
 13

11 Feb 07

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I actually really like this poem, just a couple of spelling points
line 2 'killed' should be 'kill'
lineline 7 'you' should be 'your'  

Otherwise I think this is really good!
 — dele

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