Every breath is an excuse for the next
so please excuse me if I cannot speak.
I'm sure you're pleased to hear that I'm perplexed
and that my will and words have both grown weak.
Every breath is an excuse for my last
so please excuse me if I'm out of breath.
I'm sure you're pleased to hear that I'm aghast
and pondering the details of my death.
Every breath is an excuse for a rest
so please excuse me if my breathing halts.
I'm sure you're pleased to hear I failed my test
and I'm personified by my own faults.
Every breath is one closer to dying
but with every breath I am still trying.
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