Out Of My Blood Read Count : 24

Category : Poems

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Time is running out of my blood, 
My chest feels heavy,
 My breathing is calm.  

I see you on a different street
 Than the one I'm walking on...
How can I touch your hand?
 How can I steal your warm look, 
Looking at you with love?  

In my thoughts you gather the storm, 
Thinking of what step I must follow now.  
You bring mist over my cheeks,
Time is running out of my breath.

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  • May 17, 2021

  • very nice ma'am

    May 17, 2021

  • May 18, 2021

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