I feel the vice-like grip loosen on my conciousness.
It feels good to breathe free again.
Why then what is the point when you've forgotten how to breathe.
What is the point when you've forgotten how air smells like.
How the chilly air freezes your lungs with each breath.
Maybe its sometimes better to have that grip back.
Or maybe I should move on for the greater good.
About Me
- Evaleanst
- A struggling science-engineering-economics undergraduate who spends too much hesitating when he makes cuts.
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