A Final Breath

by Michelle Hickman   Nov 23, 2007


You tugged on my heart strings as if I were a puppet

Until now I have only breathed for you

Now I only hold my breath waiting

Waiting to expell my final breath, for the many mistakes I have made

I sit here alone bewildered how my passion for life is no longer

I slowly fade away into the darkness and wish my life to be no more

The angel have came and said it's not time

I wipe the tears away and once again hide my sorrow, until tomorrow, and maybe the angels will take me next time.

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