Twists and Turns.

by MikaMad15   May 13, 2009


With every breath I take,
My lungs bleed out more.
The hardest part is knowing,
Is knowing, is knowing.
Your falling apart.
As am I--

All I do is watch you in a distance,
I take the responsibilities.
I feel I'm falling apart too.

I keep crying everyday now.
It actually really hurts.
I usually throw a tear down or two.
But now I can barely breath,
when those tears roll down.

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