He was a vegetable
Thats the word they used- a vegetable
No response, communication or movement
But still with a life
Breathing
because of a machine,the plant
without which
the vegetable will die
The next day the vegetable was plucked out
His life and soul was sucked out,
I felt abandoned and betrayed
The word the vegetable gave me
Was just another broken promise.
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