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This air

                    This air I breathe
                Inside it's killing me.
          I feel nothing
                  In my heart I see
            The wrost of me
                    We live in a world that
          is a dump!
                    This air I breathe
                I can't stand
                      I can't belive
                  I can't think
                        This air I breathe
                    Is too much!
                                      This air!

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  • Diatribes
    November 4, 2007

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    Nothing like suffocating on the very thing that keeps you alive.
    FFeelsing like tryingto suck a bowling ball down the throat sometimes.


  • Odette Rosarie
    February 3, 2007

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    I was expecting more (in quantity, not quality). It's very nice, and though it is personal, it is in a way reflective on society. We indeed live in a world that is a dump. I like the rhyming in the first few lines. It would be nice if this was a stanza in a poem of 3 or 4. I think the title is appropriate. Great job! - Odette