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Immaculate,
a feeling of faint witnessing her back bend,
ER's where I'll end if she makes my heart weak again,
she's damaging,
a stricken cobra wrapped around my lungs taking captive my oxygen,
I try to inhale again,
breath, let me breath,
don't take away my right to flex my chest,
once again I need sufficient breathes to feel whole,
don't try my life again,
she's poison,
posing positions well aware of the consequence,
pushing buttons,
testing limits to see how far I'll go,
what are your intentions,
If I travel do you plan to leave me deserted alongside a back road,
vessel less,
confused,
ready to use something as precious as my last breathe,
are you trying purposefully to interrupt my health,
make me notice you,
make me fall victim to your prey,
are you trying to make this a permanent fixture or straggle me on for a few days,
you prefer local roads but I prefer the highway,
it's me who has the most to lose,
the most value to be used,
lost or stolen,
yet still you make me faint,
I don't want a potential love to make me suicidal willingly being around someone capable to take my breathe away,
please go, don't stay,
I'm not ready for fate,
I want to live yet need to love,
are you willing to support my life?
resuscitate with warm embraces when you make it hard for me to breathe,
if not...leave. 


[ 03/17/10 01:24 PM ]