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Jun 2015
Darling, you are:
The oxygen in my lungs,
The thoughts that cloud my mind,
The blood that streams in my veins.

But then you left.

So won't you come back again?


Bring air that fills my lungs.
Bring yourself into my thoughts.
Bring feeling to my fingertips.

Without you in my life I'm:
Breathless,
Mindless,
Numb.
Javanira Waters
Written by
Javanira Waters  Terre Haute
(Terre Haute)   
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