SUFFOCATION
it starts out slowly
like a thin film of smoke
and your breath is in my lungs
before i know it, all my air is gone
SUFFOCATE
eradicate me
put an end to us
obliterate all things
that pertain to you and i
ASPHYXIATE
the words right from my mouth
put a twist on the things i spout
for i was never right nor wrong
should i just move on?
YOU ARE READING
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