My Last Breath Poem by lexis matthews

My Last Breath



thinking that it was my last breath as my heart pounded as the tears fell from my face and into a puddle, as i wipe the sweat from my forhead and drips off my hand i realize that this is my life one big puddle. because im thinking this is always my last breath.

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Commendable work...much creative verve employed.Write On, Lexis! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..

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