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Gasping, I finally take a breath Have you ever tested the boundaries, Restricting oxygen until just before you die? Perfectly still, no rising of the chest While your body screams at you to try I wonder if I could stay in between This existing is before the afterlife Because sometimes I'm left asking why; We're given these eyes to see the sky But no wings of which to fly Can you float and drown at the same time? Fight the weight of instinct With your body that you rely Mind over matter There are some needs you can deny This is within your control Taste the air, drink it like you have the choice Let your body relax with a sigh If you are strong enough to return, This is no time for goodbye
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
Apnea Is No Hobby
Gasping, I finally take a breath Have you ever tested the boundaries, Restricting oxygen until just before you die? Perfectly still, no rising of the chest While your body screams at you to try I wonder if I could stay in between This existing is before the afterlife Because sometimes I'm left asking why; We're given these eyes to see the sky But no wings of which to fly Can you float and drown at the same time? Fight the weight of instinct With your body that you rely Mind over matter There are some needs you can deny This is within your control Taste the air, drink it like you have the choice Let your body relax with a sigh If you are strong enough to return, This is no time for goodbye
emmy-dawn
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
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