weight
breathless
lungs
air
gasp
suffering
tears
thirty one
scars
cuts
wounds
dad
yelling
fights
cries
survival
apocalypse
suicide
cuts
blades
scissors
knives
dying
sleeping
tired
quiet
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Basically my train of thought. We had to do this kind of poem in English class, but I lied and just thought of random words that I saw.