loving you is my greatest prize
and nightmare.
falling
falling
til i cant breathe.
you stole the air from my lungs and
filled them too fast.
down
down
i go.
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A Few Thousand Nights
Poetrya poetry about the ups and downs of life, love, and hardships
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loving you is my greatest prize
and nightmare.
falling
falling
til i cant breathe.
you stole the air from my lungs and
filled them too fast.
down
down
i go.
