Standing on the edge of tomorrow and right now I can't breathe
the air done went out and left me
here
stranded
unable to breakthrough a breakthrough
faltering
sliding
misguiding
unusable
misunderstood
unbelieved
taken for granted for
losing my breath
with every sentence
i died a thousand times everytime I glance at you
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Author:
Sunflowers Bloom (Pseudonym) (
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