Lungs pulsate and quiver
with each last wide open breath
I feel life fading through
every exposed vein
And so I hang
Hang like the fool
Ribs as fingers splayed
[Beseeching too late
Mercy]
–LM
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The Lexicon 
Powerful. I have been there many times.
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Man . Your one work outgrows all my poetries put together. What an expression
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