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Breathe in Breathe out


Breathe in Breathe out As the first fragrances of the world around you Tickle your nose And the scent of your mother's silky hair And your dad's calloused hands Fill your heart with warmth and security Breathe in Breathe out Your mother is preparing your favorite dinner And the aroma is so intense that you can almost taste it Breathe in Breathe out The stench of your sweat As your father teaches you how to play his favorite sport Breathe in Breathe out The new fragrance that your mother bought you To impress the new kid in school Breathe in Breathe out The scent of your first partner Who you hope will never leave And who you know will be the one Breathe in Breathe out As those around you begin to poke at your insecurities And you endure your first heart ache Breathe in Breathe out And tell yourself that everything will be okay That they do not mean the words that sting you Breathe in Breathe out As you are about to plaster on a smile So mom and dad will not know about the pain Breathe in Breathe out As you are now alone in school No friends, no companion, no love to support you Breathe in Breathe out As you write the last words to your mom and dad Assuring them that it is not their fault Breathe in Breathe out As you face the trigger with an anxious heart Knowing that you deserve to go to hell Breathe in Breathe out The trigger is pulled The shot is heard Silence envelops the house Breathe in Breathe out
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caylatcrooks
<p>This is beautiful.</p>

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