You came right when I was about to let go of my last breath. You gave me all of yours. You saved my life.
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Bleeding Blue
PoetryI do not see color anymore. I cannot love no more. I don't think I want to live furthermore. Genre: Poetry
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You came right when I was about to let go of my last breath. You gave me all of yours. You saved my life.
