Breath your last breath
This cold and distilled air
I say this is it, this is it
Gasp that deathly air

Understand this now
Let me know you see
This cold blood in me
As asphyxiation takes root

I swear I’ll hold you
I swear I’ll never leave
I’ll kiss your death-touched lips
And then you’ll crumble away

From my thoughts

environs of love
to be held in our grips
if we let loose
they speed us past
leaving tragedies
to remind us a lot.
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