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Mar 2016
Breathe,
Just breathe,
All you gotta do is breathe,
Come on breathe ...

The nerve of the butterfly that took my last breath,
The nerve of our affection to be the cause of death,
The nerve that I'll be left 6 under,
The nerve of my heart; in an enteral slumber,

Breathe,
Just breathe,
All you gotta do is breathe,
It's my Loves Asphyxiation,

When my eyes plant on you,
There is no shaking,
When my lips meet yours,
There is no faking,
The ****** of your him to my her,
It's in the love we make ...

Breathe,
Just breathe,
It's my Loves Asphyxiation,

Chemistry on another,
Level,
I feel the levels changing,
The air in my body is scarce,
I can't breathe when you're not around,
My hearts asthma is affected by you,
The way you make me do the things I do ...
It's My Loves Asphyxiation

Breathe,
Just breathe,
All you gotta do is breathe,
Come on breathe ...
She's gone and he's not attending any funerals....
Ynhia Pollard
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