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with each passing breath my body grows weak
can feel the scars upon my heart grow colder
as the frost consumes my soul
a lack of oxygen
my head is spining from the regret
jealousy and envy dance on my shoulders
celebrating there victory over love an compassion
my bottom lip quivers as much as my hands tremble
where is my angel
she returned to the heavens
taking all my hopes and dreams with her
no more sunshine
no more guiding ray of light to shine upon my darkest of days
i hold her memories close to my ...