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Breathe for me


beneath blankets of black
I watch the world with weary eyes
trace the edges of my sanity
with trembling fingers


I often find no reason in staying
but when waves of desperation drown me
be my lungs and breathe for me
for I am not willing to leave you
nor am I ready to leave me

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