

Don't BreatheYou are my sanity. You keep me grounded.Don't Breathe
A day without talking to you,
is like a day without breathing. I can't think. I can't function. At the end of the day, the lack of oxygen to my brain begins to push me under. But before it completely consumes me, I jump of a cliff. The terror and wind rushing by fills my lungs, forcing me to stay conscious; alive. Before I hit the bottom,
exhaustion makes it's presence known,
and I sleep. I wonder If you will talk to me tomorrow.
Rain
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Fire isn't hot it's just abnormaly warm.
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