Too soon to inhale,
My first breath stings my lungs.
I begin to choke on something i never saw coming.
An invisible bullet peirces my chest.
It enters my lungs
After puncturing my breast.
I heave a sigh,
Heavier than before.
What am i exhailing for?
I was breathing easy until this moment,
My deep breath encased my lungs with invisible life,
Each time i breathe life into me,
I choke and stumble,
It becomes harder and harder to let it in,
Less and less life is entering my chest.
Soon will there be any life left?
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