Idle Threats and Silhouettes

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My heart crackles, the beat of a thousand rapid volts.
I struggle to catch my breath, clawing for another cigarette.
Screaming isn’t an option, as my flesh corrodes.
The dust of my spirit fades as the wind breaths it in.
Can you just hold me?
Seep into my soul.

Created: Dec 01, 2010


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