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when love stops
to me
it is a yawn
dying words
old oxygen
every breath
becomes hard to exhale
between sitting
and standing
i choose to lie down
drunk off gin
telling jokes in my head
not realizing i left the iron on
curse as steam rises
when love stops
there is not enough air
to me
it is a yawn
dying words
old oxygen
every breath
becomes hard to exhale
between sitting
and standing
i choose to lie down
drunk off gin
telling jokes in my head
not realizing i left the iron on
curse as steam rises
when love stops
there is not enough air
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I love the last line, and the way it reads is even breathless. Great tone.