air

brianna jean zeiger

your touch,

was as required 

as the oxygen,

i inhaled every second

of everyday,

as i took advantage,

of the sweet air that filled

my lungs,

now you’re gone,

and i can’t breathe. 

 

 

 

  • Author: b.j. zeiger (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 7th, 2018 09:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • marlenawood

    Very beautiful writing ❤️



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