May 8, 2011
By Anonymous

Breathe in
Life rushes through your body
Blood is dyed red
The wind blows,
You blink
Everything is passing by
In what seems to be slow motion

Breathe out
Life rushes away
Blood slows
The wind still blows,
You blink again
Everything is passing by
Much too fast
Gone with a breath

The author's comments:
I feel that sometimes people need to slow down, and just take in everything around them.

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