MS (The Twenty-Seventh of January / I was Born in Tuscon Then I moved to Phoenix)


I keep fighting for air to breath
But it seems the machine is almost out
I feel as if I were a fish out of water

I keep gasping for the air
But only get little chuncks
I am scared to die

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Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

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