~8. Suffocating In Air
Idk.... this one feels like crap to me :/
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Suffocating In Air
There is oxygen in the air,
And people are alive,
But then why do I feel so dead inside?
My lungs are crushing apart,
Tearing a hole in my heart,
Like a forgotten piece of art.
Everything only backfires,
Leaving me to burn in Hell's fire,
Wrapped up like a cold iron wire.
The very air is poison,
And I am left suffocating,
Gasping for air which is devastating.
But there is no air,
There never has been.
~Luci
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