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Deep breath before the jump
Before the water fills a part of my lungs.
Hearts slowly trying to pump,
The last ounce of hope that hangs.
Shivers but never surfaces,
Stubborn until my pride burns.
Sinks until the nightmares can't resists,
If killing them includes me - I'll risk my turn.
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Altum Uchū: Beauty of Pains
PoetryA space meant for poems. The sufferings and pain of yesterday. And the pain of the what ifs and why nots. A mind works differently alone
