sometimes
i feel
like i've
f o r g o t t e n
how to exhale
i can't breathe
but at the same time
it's like i'm holding my breath
i don't know
how to exhale anymore
and maybe i never knew
but i don't know how much longer
i can hold my breath
before i pass out
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
