again
and again
slide shows run in circles in her mind.
slow.
moving in and out as she inhales deep breathes of clean air
again
and again.
alone. again she is alone.
reminded of words she dreams of
and the smell of rotten breath
haunts her.
breathing;
she reminds herself.
is only to prolong the time before
you face your biggest fear.
she never even thought.
it could happen tomorrow.
or even in the next five minutes.
she may never finish writing this.
though it might have held the secret to life.
but if you stand in a room
full of living, to die people
you will find.
heartbeats drown out laughter.
breathing hushes voices.
again
this cycle of slinky
uncertain,
unforgiving life.
to live.
to breath a while;
to die.
and the only thing she really worries about.
is not being able to leave this world a little better.
what can you do.
when you know you're going to die?
maybe not today.
but someday.
begin to live now.
beacuse her life may suck.
but atleast she has it.
12:19 am - Wednesday, Jul. 17, 2002
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