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I miss love so much, I miss it as if I have lost my eyes, and I am going numb to touch, while withering away with my sighs, is my breathe! I am without a hope, as if I seen what will be, no longer managing to cope, and slowly slipping from me, is my breath! I will not forgive again, and my skin will stay cold, and nothing will ever end, with my last words when told, is my breath! I will sit in my bare skin, as if I wear memory for dress, feeling love as it had once been, and with life that I live even less, is my breath! So death awaits near, and the door is open always, and i sit in skin without fear, giving at last with my final days, is my last breath! SDPope
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Jan 23, 2010
Jan 23, 2010 at 6:11 PM UTC
Is My Breath!!
I miss love so much, I miss it as if I have lost my eyes, and I am going numb to touch, while withering away with my sighs, is my breathe! I am without a hope, as if I seen what will be, no longer managing to cope, and slowly slipping from me, is my breath! I will not forgive again, and my skin will stay cold, and nothing will ever end, with my last words when told, is my breath! I will sit in my bare skin, as if I wear memory for dress, feeling love as it had once been, and with life that I live even less, is my breath! So death awaits near, and the door is open always, and i sit in skin without fear, giving at last with my final days, is my last breath! SDPope
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Jan 23, 2010
Jan 23, 2010 at 6:11 PM UTC
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