Thursday, December 25, 2008

Collecting Myself

breathe
in and out
don't think just
survive this
day this moment this
night behind

me and you i can't
live without and can't
hold in my hands and gone
now it rends
my soul like wet
paper killing
me as it falls
apart it's what i knew
it would be but i
believed

anyway and it's
this that will suffocate
me as i bend to
breathe in
and out

will it ever be
okay
i can't

breathe

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