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Oct 2015
it wasn't until i was sitting on the floor of my shower,
hyperventilating your name into my hands,
that i realized you were the air i struggled to breathe
and i wasn't even the dirt under your ******* finger nails.
brianna
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brianna  19/F/Arizona
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