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May 2015
Let me scream till my lungs collapse.
I don't want to breathe without you.

Internally bleeding,
let me drown on my own blood.
I want this heart to stop beating.

Let me die tonight.
Let me die with you.

I can almost touch it,
I can almost grasp it,
that white bright light that's swiftly fading.

I don't want to,
but I'll have to.

I'll have to live without you.
And you'll have to die without me.
Natasha George
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