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into lights.

[today]Oct 15th, 2006 5:04:38 am - Subscribe

hold my breath
for hours
staring at all the
pretty bright lights
above me

if only you
could force me to
listen to the sound
of my own voice

you'd make me breathe
again

would make me breathe.

[I am]out of it.

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silentpoet

October 18th, 2006
the second stanza is my favourite of this poem. Keep it up!

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