Beautiful end

Left with the last of Oxygen available,
The need to breathe was more,
But the idea to swallow reality choked,
Such that my head was spinning so hard,
But my body felt numb,
My mind was screaming for escape,
But the soul consoled to face
The destruction I caused,
To assemble the worn out pieces
And create the beauty it’s meant to be,
I smiled for the way this universe cleverly
Conspired again to beautify its end…

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