Take your last breath,
Before I latch on to it,
And steal it away,
Say your final goodbyes,
Harvest your warm embraces,
Because it'll be your last,
As your porcelain skin turns blue,
You will finally be free of your burdens.
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My voice in a world full of panic (poetry)
PoetryIn a world of political madness and anxiety at school, this is MY voice My way of getting my opinion heard. #7 in darkpoetry 3/2/20 #2 in wattpadpoetry2020 2/2/20
