Holding onto his life so dearly
he remained alive, but barely
breathing as he's heaving for
a chance to survive, unable to
prevail the inevitable he
was no longer breathing
nor was his heart beating to
the rhythms of life.
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Author:
Paloma Fernandez (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 3rd, 2018 03:50
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Wow.
Just wow.
This was amazing.
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