I try to swallow but the walls are closing in,
Because of you the air around me is getting thin.
You were attached to me but I was stripped by your ghost,
Where were you when I needed you the most?
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A beautiful poem. Nicely describes the pain of 'Loving you was like living in sin'. 'Who is it that I am supposed to be? When you have taken away my identity.' - Liked these two lines the most. 9/10.