being alive... on Life support...?A Poem by ABreeze... carries me.. breathes through my hair... My hair... blonde.... shorter... brushes upon my skin.. Tingles... Teases.. my back.. my shoulders.. my bare skin... hands... the tips of my hair... running along my skin... Not dead.. Not unmoving... Alive... Moving... Breathing... Being..
My bike... My life support... The only thing... I wake up for.. The only thing... keeps me breathing... keeps me.... Alive
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2 Reviews Added on February 26, 2009 AuthorALondon, England, United KingdomAboutMaude: Well, if some people get upset because they feel they have a hold on some things, I'm merely acting as a gentle reminder: here today, gone tomorrow, so don't get attached to things. Dream as.. more..Writing
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