Coma

Coma is a comma, no full stops.
Stops are full of people dead inside,
Busses pick them up to give a ride
Cleaning up the roads, collecting crops.

Coma is a comma, half a stop.
If I will survive will you be proud?
Souls are drying up, three is a crowd,
They get leading roles; I am a prop.

Coma is a comma. Be my hope,
Talk to me, sit down, stay by my side,
Hear my silence: I'm alive inside!
Coma is a comma, no full stops.

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Coma is a comma, no full stops. Stops are full of people dead inside, Busses pick them up to give a ride Cleaning up the roads, collecting crops. Coma is a comma, half a stop. If I will survive will you be proud? Souls are drying up, three is a crowd, They get leading roles; I am a prop. Coma is a comma. Be my hope, Talk to me, sit down, stay by my side, Hear my silence: I'm alive inside! Coma is a comma, no full stops.
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