Your voice forms a noose
around my throat
tightening
with each word that escapes
your lungs
and maybe--
i don't need to breathe
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 6:20 PM UTC
Your voice forms a noose
around my throat
tightening
with each word that escapes
your lungs
and maybe--
i don't need to breathe
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