Part XX

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S H O R T
B R E A T H E S

Its getting harder,
Almost harsher.
Almost colder.
Nearing danger.
Its getting tougher.
A quick trip down hill.
Where highways are meant to sail.
And the skies are meant to fall.
Colorless eyes.
Pale sun derived skin.
Soulless lips.
Twitching muscles.
Cold shudder.
Short breathes.
The worlds getting darker.
Darker than sense.
Uglier than beauty.
Frightening than death.
The fires dying low.
The blue fires gone to woe.
And something's brimming,
A world so shitty.
Short breathes.
Brown eyes.
Cold lips.
Sad frowns.
Drawn eyebrows.
Safe lies.
Dying light.
Hunched shoulders.
A soft flash.
A blades rash.
A ruby color.
A beautiful hue.
A lovely scar.
For all the memories to come.
Short breathes,
Just remember that too.

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