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A Story by BreatheBrittany

This place is dead and lonely
I am already gone

Frail and ghostly
lost and on the run

All in one

And the walls were bound to the endless song
sung from the belly down below

All enclosed

And the dusty frames that hang there still
capturing the moments before they fell ill

I inhale

And all the rest left up to this
I only pray I get one last kiss

I am already gone



© 2014 BreatheBrittany


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Added on January 10, 2014
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BreatheBrittany
BreatheBrittany

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I'm Brittany (: I try to stay open, interested, and accepting. "More Mindful" is my mantra. I'm all about love. Love, love, and more love ♥ Let's be friends! more..

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