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With Every Breath

January 20, 2014
By GypsyRose98 BRONZE, Bloomingdale, Michigan
GypsyRose98 BRONZE, Bloomingdale, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Bite me


Anger pulses through me
I'm blind
I cannot see
I cannot unwind

I do not understand
So much confusion
Stuck in quicksand
It's all an illusion

My heart
A beating clock
Torn apart
A slow, weak tick-tock

Almost dead
To think I almost succeeded
Bleeding red
Even with my last breath you were all I needed



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