Selling your breath for a moment of panic, a selfish endeavor.
Consider each second a service of warning, a session to ponder.
A constant debate of such rational selection.
Charging through thoughts, approaching the edge.
We now arrive at clarity, our selfish act complete.
- Authors: darren mcgavin (Pseudonym)
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- Finished: March 19th, 2018 18:30
- Limit: 6 stanzas
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- Comment from author about the poem: Poem subject is based on the feeling/thoughts, in your words of the topic "holding your breath". stanzas are open, rhyme scheme open as well.
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