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I cannot focus
when the breeze hits my face.
The signs of dusk approaching are clear...
the ones that come to steal my heart
& rape my mind
(making it raw and sore inside)
are close.
I cannot breathe.
The hands are around my neck.
I have no time left.
I'm making an exit tonight.

I'm making my exit tonight.
©2007-2009 =tragic-saturn
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Once again, I'm gradually going to incoorporate my favorite and (what I consider to be) my best poems to my deviantART gallery.

I know I know, a lot of poetry here goes unnoticed. but it's special to me and meaningful so maybe someone will enjoy it and relate to my words.

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:bulletpurple: The meaning behind the poem. :bulletpurple:

Overwhelming depression & loneliness.

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:worship: fantastic sweety!! :worship: ever thought about writeing a book of poetry?:dance:

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