Insufficiance Poem by AnnaLeigh Jones

Insufficiance



Don't Breathe
A breath now may seem sweet
but the price of air is too high.
The sound you would make
in an effort to sustain your life
would reveal your hiding place
to your most eager persuers.
Under these circumstances your beliefs are wrong.
Air alone is not sufficiant
in prolonging your megar life.
Don't Breathe

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