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Sep 2019
A garrote, tightening around my blackened lungs
I was drowning
I had drowned.

Like ******, searing pain through my veins
I was falling
I had fallen.

Tar, filling my mouth with poison and lies
I was choking
I had choked.

His light was like the first gasp of air after holding your breath.
I was changing
I am changed.
fireheart
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fireheart  F/England
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