Grasping and Gasping
A Poem by Siren
bursting blood vessels"
ruptured"
leaking out"
the last lines of life"
exhausted"
pumping out"
a pale evening pulse"
weak"
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© 2013 Siren
Author's Note
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When I was writing this, I also was unsatisfied with the result. I wanted something longer, something with more grandeur. But as I revisited it this later on, I found that it easily served its purpose in its brevity. When you’re gasping for breath, you either regain it fairly soon or resign to your final exhale.
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Added on October 10, 2013
Last Updated on October 10, 2013
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Siren
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Well....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..
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