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Sep 2018
Breathe in,
hold-

I've been here...

Strength wavering,
push out...

hold-

Don't let it in,
don't let it through...

Breathe in,
out,
in,
hold-

Decrepit fingers pry,
into the absence of my mind.

Boney, lanky and cold,
with an after burn to melt your soul.

Breathe in,
hold-

let go...
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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