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Tongue-tied, he holds his breath
Inhaling the air like it's crystal ****
Tongue-torn, he bleeds it out
Love stains on his mouth
His heart bleeding for her
His glass eyes stop and stare

To him she's his only way out
From himself and his paper skin
Cause these tears are wearing him paperthin
His love, his heart he's lost control
This love, this heart he's lost his soul
I wrote this poem with my incredibly talented friend- Benedict
To
  Fight      Is          Life
 To
  Drop      Is          Fail
To
 ­         Smile     Is         Courage
To
Cry                        Is                  Respect
#fight #drop
Fight for life
It's always our choice
Good choice makes
You good
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