The last thing she said to me was long. It seems like ages ago.
"Promise me you'll breathe. Gasp for air. Whisper like the wind on sunny days."
"Cry for me, always love me."
"Breathe, just breathe."
"Rachel, love always."
"There is no cure now, as there was no cure then. A life stopped, a million eyes now weep." - Lira Fisher
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
...When We Breathe...
We eat, we laugh, it's a given.
We fight, we make up, it's forgiven.
We talk, we breathe, we're alive.
We kick, we scream, we'll survive.
We eat, we laugh, we fail.
We fight, we make up, we wail.
We talk, we breathe, we're strong.
We kick, we scream, we're wrong.
When we breathe, it's all better.
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