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Sep 2013
I gasp for air with burnt lungs, a burnt tongue
All of me, everything is crumbling
The skin, my flesh, my bones, it's all falling to pieces
I'm unhealthy, I'm sick
But only in my mind
You can't even see it from the outside
But don't tell me it's not there
Cause I feel the weezing, I feel the cough
Of my mind, my heart, trying to coincide, trying to collide
Trying, just trying to agree for one single moment in time
And everything hurts but it could be worse
Cause maybe I have nightmares but at least I'm not dead.
Written by
Lauren Rose
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