Lifeless Lungs
Never to be rescued
I drown in my own sorrow
Waiting for the water
To fill my empty lungs
Dream of his breath
Near my lips
So close to touching his skin
Before I swallow death
Copyright © Teresa Harr-Pena | Year Posted 2009
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