Heart Monitor Beep. Beep. Beep. The lines go up, then fall back down. They trail along on level ground. Every time it rises, it must fall. Every time it flattens, the nurse they must call. The low that comes from the high, For death you would surely vie. Another drop of blood, another anesthetic, You can only lay there and wonder; "Why won't you let me die?" Lost the will to live, I have nothing more to give. But for you, my heart will always pine. Right up until it flatlines. Beepbeepbeepbeepbeeepbeeebebebeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
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