March 2, 2009
Barely Breathing.
Barely Loving.
Barely Hating.
Barely Suffocating.
All We Have Is What We Get
Only Some Left With Regret.
Starting To Breathe
Starting To Love
Starting To Hate
Starting To Suffocate
Side By Side, Hand In Hand
Not Much More I Can Stand
It All Seemed Great
But Is It To Late.
Not Breathing
Not Loving
Not Hating
Not Suffocating.
I Thought It Was Clear.
But I Looked In The Mirror.

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