Poetry For Everyday People
Breathing To Last
Where am I?
all my lights
are so far away,
I reach for my
life in words
falling as feathers
of wounded dreams,
my world
I can't find you,
breathing at times
feels short of the
breath I need.
all my lights
are so far away,
I reach for my
life in words
falling as feathers
of wounded dreams,
my world
I can't find you,
breathing at times
feels short of the
breath I need.
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Breathing To Last
Breathing To Last