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Suffocation
April 18, 2013
I like to believe that the pieces of our souls fit together.
I like to believe that I'm not alone.
I like to believe that tears are just saltwater drops,
Not pain or sorrow or even
Happiness.
I like to believe that I'm free.
I like to believe that I can fly.
But what I like to believe doesn't matter...
The glass world tips and shatters.
I know that there is no one made for me.
I know that I am alone.
I know that my tears are emotions overflowing.
I know that I am bound by iron chains.
I know that my wings are made of dust.
I know that someday I will breathe again.
© Samantha A., Southbury, CT
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