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Oct 2013
You don't know it,
but I owe you my life
When I lost control
and almost plunged in the knife.
My breathing shortened:
in
out
inout
inout
inoutinoutinout
Tingly, stinging
losing feeling,
flashing images
spurting my head.
But I saw your face-
Knew I wasn't dead.
Clenched my fists
and held on!
For you.
You were my reason,
my inspiration,
my motivation
to overcome,
continue on,
get back up,
and fight for my life!
because the pain proves
to be worth it.
Kay
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Kay
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