Victoria Crawford Poems

While drunken thoughts fight sober feelings,
Someone please remind me to breathe.
No one knows if this is the real thing,
And my restless heart beats imperfectly.
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Shaking cold,
One more breath is all I have before my death.
Stabs of pain deep in my lungs,
Do I really have to die this young?
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Cast me down no longer;
Strangle me no more.
Don't pretend you love me,
For I was never yours.
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