Death Rattle

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I sometimes hear things That remind me of your last breath The endurance even of human frailty is astounding. I tell myself that life is a casualty experience at best; There's no room left on any continent The atmosphere stretched taut like a greenhouse balloon So that it implodes from the inside out, the skin torn And the hollowed-out eyes raining down.

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illustration, photography, design, grey, clouds, death, death mask, depression, black and while, screaming, pencil drawing, grim reaper

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