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Feb 2012
Hush , freaze, pause, breath,
Hold onto what it really means,
Even if it means it’s changed,
Even if it’s changed every thing.
I think if I blink I might die again.
I think if I breath it will be the end.
But my chest is so so tight
That air can't find it's way in.
Restart my brain restart my heart,
And think of it and spin
The hardest part of all of this
Is knowing how it ends.
Tearani C
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Tearani C
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