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~last breath~

white knuckles tighten my grip can't lose control hold my breath hold it all in do not let go I cannot snap close myself off count back from ten let my mind get lost I cannot let it happen again feels like the edges are all coming undone tiny cracks splintering knuckles loosening thoughts raging I can feel it now the anger it's blossoming showing its ugly face can't control what I do next I tried holding my breath but I don't have any oxygen left I don't know what you've heard but if you say one more word it will be with YOUR last breath
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Written by
JustMelz
37 / F
Published
Oct 8, 2015
Lines·Words
26·106
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#anger#pain#death#die#breath#angry#mad#rage#pissed#hellopoetry107
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