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Saturday, June 28, 2014
her breath
Her breath is filled with hate,
screaming.
Her heart is pounding
against her broken chest,
searching.
Seeking the truth though
blinding.
All becomes silent, still,
drowning.
Created by K, Copyright 2014
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