Not Tonight, Not EverA Poem by HorrorOfOurLoveBreathing is hard when your blood is rushing and your thinking too much at once Thinking is hard when you cant breath from the distress and agony.
Have I been living or dreaming? Will it ever come easy to breathe again? © 2008 HorrorOfOurLoveReviews
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