Breath
Intake the one breath The razor The blades That cut my insides Every breath I take For every (sin) I make Crimson elixir ever flowing From inside out Following the paths of deeper rivers Flowing North to South and back again Keeping all together The silence The peace The calm That is the serenity and the tranquility When the light dims All seems brighter on the other side One pump, one last fight One chance And I can breath again
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Synopsis
What spills out onto paper in ink.
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