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Dead, But Breathing

Dead, But Breathing

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"Is it strange that I'm dying but you don't care? Because I'm scared to death, barely breathing....I'm dead but breathing" *** One minute, strolling down the sidewalk at Eleven at night, holding cookies and cream while listening to the music that's playing outside the 7/11, the next, drowsy, tied up, the rumbling of a van in her ears and an open bag of chips by her feet. She's gonna be here for a while *** Cover by: Goldendoodlegamer11
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Everyone was talking about their new years resolutions, planning parties, and excitedly getting ready for the new year. Except for me. I wouldn't make it to New Years, I was sure of it. After living like this for so long, I was ready to go. December 29th. It was snowing, freezing cold, everyone busy speeding down the highway, except for me. The brown haired girl wearing nothing but a pair of torn jeans, a white dress, red jacket, and ratty old converse standing at the top of the bridge, preparing to jump off. But then he stopped me, and my life would never be the same.

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