inhale exhale,breath in then out, remind me not of my past sin but let me regain composure,leting me know that my life will not be lost in vain,my pains remaio my own,so the dust may rise mixing with th ashes bring an end to the basic balance of life,cutting deep into my chest as i gasp on what could be my last breath,but it embodies nothing special inhale exhale,breath in then out,my last breath will be my greatest but i doubt it will last. . .thought bleed
Written by Yang 'qwey' Iro
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