Cough, Cough, Gasp

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Tired love, stale air in my dreams

Submitted: April 03, 2011

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My lungs are bad. Hurts to breathe. My voice, she cracks, and scorns with sound. A retched sight, a dirty hole in the ground. Where have you been my back-door man? Love out in the gallows, as far as I go, I'm stuck in the shallows. Tell me can I get three wishes; one to bring you back to me, two promise that you'll never leave, and three to roll on happily. Don't burst this balloon, I'm strong like typhoons. Send you my love because that's all that I can do.


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