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BREATH

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Filled with bitterness and sorrow,
Caught in a timeless sequence of row,
Two breaths, that wrench the heart;
Don't reminisce the gentle feather that blew away,
Three breaths, that wrench the heart;
Flowers fall from the rain as I become sorrowful;

I clouth my throat, just to chunk the air,
I was traveling without a trace,
Driftly, swiftly beyond ultimatum,
Hanging between limbo,
Four breaths, that wrench the heart;
Pours my gold in an endless pit;

Five breaths, that wrench the heart;
Purge my cloth of happiness in dye,
Six breaths, that wrench the heart;
Pluck my apple, as i drift to oblivion.


Breath



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