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Dec 2015
i can feel you,
i can feel you running through my veins
intoxicating every blood cell in it
feeding me with pitiful lies
and cringing cries
making me drown into your self loathing wonderlust
because i thought you were,
i thought you were, life, to me ,
you made me breath fresh air,
every time i inhaled,
but soon, you became the reason
why i count my breaths and
hoping for the last breath
to come along,
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