Waking-
...remembering to breathe....
-savoring a delicious intake of air that swallows like a sip of desperation and stale nostalgia.
Opening eyes-
...forced exhale...
-the air that escapes my lips leaves me with transparent amnesia.
Movement-
...breathe in...
-with arms embracing the fading heat current that intermingles with cotton sheets and cold sweat.
Memories-
...brain function...
-returns with a slow exhale of air that hauntingly whispers of dislocated pain.















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"What is the cure for cancer,
The cure for death itself?
The answer is IMMORTALITY."
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I, Gamer - Napalm Riot!
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Hope you are well.
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gives me an idea (that I thought you might have already had)
Kinda like what i did with [link] but different 'cos your words are more fragmented
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Anyway hun it's good to see a new deviation from you
Love you hun, hope you are muy well
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reminds me of waking up early to early in the morning ...
or waking up after a big party flow all night long
your words stick good ... its a process we take for granted maybe... your poetic sence is like a wakeup call for me now.
well done (and the picture fits the text)
-gnomen.
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