Eilena Sharpe


I'm running out of breath
losing all my air...

but not a single person seems to really care
my face is terning purple
i ken feel it in my skin
all my thoughts are leaving

and I'm dieing deep within
my bodies going numb
I'm taking my last breath
and I'm going to be..

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Poem Edited: Saturday, April 9, 2011

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