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she can’t breathe         she can’t          breathe                  her lungs have collapsed and i’m left wondering                           why it can’t be me         instead i’m submerged in a pit of mud and                              i know i can never fully become clean again god          she doesn’t          deserve this            a soul is as fragile as a dove and                                i’m not ready for her to take flight               please        not yet she’s left there         exposed scalp      weightless                                     as though gravity has abandoned her             her body decays slowly     steadily     from the cancer in her blood                       and i can feel the blood trickle through my veins                        to my toes          i can’t feel anything and                    i think i’m selfish for realizing this her life span sliced in half by a jagged blade                               i feel as if the tip of it skimmed my heart         i’m plagued with a sorrow so intense       i could crumble     every     mountain                                   with a single clenched fist i can’t breathe         i can’t         breathe
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May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
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she can’t breathe         she can’t          breathe                  her lungs have collapsed and i’m left wondering                           why it can’t be me         instead i’m submerged in a pit of mud and                              i know i can never fully become clean again god          she doesn’t          deserve this            a soul is as fragile as a dove and                                i’m not ready for her to take flight               please        not yet she’s left there         exposed scalp      weightless                                     as though gravity has abandoned her             her body decays slowly     steadily     from the cancer in her blood                       and i can feel the blood trickle through my veins                        to my toes          i can’t feel anything and                    i think i’m selfish for realizing this her life span sliced in half by a jagged blade                               i feel as if the tip of it skimmed my heart         i’m plagued with a sorrow so intense       i could crumble     every     mountain                                   with a single clenched fist i can’t breathe         i can’t         breathe
for my mother who passed away in 2009 from leukemia.
savwood
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24/north carolina
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
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