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Alas I wait,
And still to date,
To remember the feeling,
So similar to breathing,
Something I once felt,
That made me melt,
Now a rarity,
Or some sort of depravity,
I refuse to give up,
Because I have no backup,
So I will wait,
For it's return through fate.
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Merritt Xavier
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By Kay Husnick8 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Very powerful. Nicely Done!!
So deep and intense. Well done!!
AH! I feel that too, and hope for that enigmatic feeling of breathing which warms the heart. Best of luck, I hope it returns to you.
Very deep and powerful.