My tears would not fall I held them in my eyes, gathered them there until they flooded my heart. Drowning in my own mess, I could not clean it up, I could not breathe, but I held in what air I had. until I passed out, until I awoke in a lake of gathered tears. My body drained of it's damager without my will to do so. Breathe! The air was fresh, clean, and it filled the hole inside me until I could take back what I had been missing. I was breathing again, but I couldn't walk. I laid there in my tears, soaking in what I didn't want back, and as soon as I had the stregnth to leave, I realized it was too late to escape. Breathe, breathe, again, beacause my soul doesn't want to come down, where the rest of me seems to be.Birth sign: Aquarius
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