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May 2014
My insides shudder with every breath I take
My shoulders cave in for my own sake
My ribs are collapsing as my heart craves for you
My mind is racing in hopes you'd think of me too
My legs are weak when you walk on by
My breaths, shallow, a sweet lullaby
My soul is drenched with the tears I had shed
'What chance do I have?' the poor girl said
Jade Melrose
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