breathe.

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i'm drowning. barely hanging on to her hand.

 what is she doing? she let go. 

oh.

 i'm suffocating.

 i try to tread water, but floating is getting harder. one final breath before i give up. i sink down to the bottom of the river.

 i breathe out.

my lungs fill with a liquid that isn't water.

scarlet red.

one last smile before i'm off, finally peaceful.


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