Choking

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I'm choking.
I'm choking.

I'm choking on my words I want to tell people, but just smile.

I'm choking.
I'm choking.

I'm choking on your happiness, and on my sadness.

But I know that you are actually sad too.
Because drawing on your arms don't hide scars.
But at least they're not new.

I'm choking.
I'm choking.

I'm dying.

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