Minutus

Oh Death, I beg you with full force
I know my time is up
But please don't take me yet, Oh Death
I'm panicked but of course
My heart is racing, I can't breath
I'm suffocating with a wheeze
Anxiety becomes my flesh
Please stay away from me, great Death
I beg you here with widened eyes
I've had my share of shock
And now my hour of demise
The wind my head doth mock
I don't feel well
My eyes a sting
The wheezing worse
The clock does bring
'tis one o'clock and I do scream!
Oh Aconite is what I need
Death let me go
For I am freed!

Sylvia Seroussi Chatroux. MD
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