3 am || Isaiah

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Silence fills my lungs like
a balloon and I'm floating.
My breath feels with air
And my heart expands.
What is this feeling I feel?
Is it lost, pain, or love?
Give me your hopeless feelings,
give me the life you had.
  Make the pain go away, I
promise I won't tell. 

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