Breathe

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death

Let me breathe...

Let me breathe...

Tired of waiting

For you to let go

You're cutting off

My circulation

My blood is rushing

To my head

I'm suffocating

My eys are dilating

My chest no longer heaves

LET ME BREATHE

LET ME BREATHE

What part of this

Do you not understand?

Must I die

By your hand?

You've taken control

Of my life,

All I feel

Is the pain and strife

Of your touch

Of your breath

Of you life

Of your death.

LET ME BREATHE!

LET ME BREATHE...

Let me breathe...

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