How Can I Breathe? by Sam McCullough

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May 2013

I don’t deserve to be happy but somehow I am.
I no longer know what’s drowning me - myself or the darkness.
Hold me in your grasp, I am complete (completely a mess

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Sam McCullough Seattle

(Seattle)

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