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Steal My Breath

Please,
It can make you, it can break you
but God, don't let it take you.
Pleasing others is very good
although there is a point
you have to stop.
Don't forget about the who
inside of you.
It's quiet at first
just a hum
then louder it becomes!
louder still, the top of your lungs
then your numb.
It's do what you want.
Your hearts no more, just a pump.
Conscious long gone.
Nothing seems wrong,
till your time is up.
The ryme is sung.
Regrets are all that's left.
You feel as though your life was
just a theft.





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