Love is dying...

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My breath 
Is choking
Inside.
Nothing
Has to feel
Only the
Dreadful memories
Because
Love is dying
To love.
A faith 
A bliss
A belief
What I have
But 
You're still far
From the dense
Of my thoughts.
My spirit
Is surviving
In my body
To regain hope.

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