Asphyxiated Love
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Crimson Love
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My air escapes my dying lips,
My own two hands strangulating that of my own throat,
how can control be lost when Control is something i've never had?
I let out a groan, dying without air, I must be mad,
let my gasps out, if only I lived the life you thought I should,
Burning ash enflaming my throat,
uttering the words I know I soon shall regret...
I love you... falls from my lieing lips.
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