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My last breath of air
was I love you. As I
laid dying in your arms
free from all harms,I gaze
into your eyes,so beautiful
yet shy. All you fears build
up in tears,and trickle down
your eyes,as we say our last
good-byes reaching for my hand
so careful yet bland.Then the warmth of your lips as you kiss mine for the last time,you pull away because now I am cold
but I still feel your arms around me while the tears on your face,I brush them away like lace,looking up I whisper not much but
I love you.





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