Love's Death

The angel of my life,
Is the one I love.
I would die without her.
And so I am.
Slowly,
But death grows closer
Every minute of everyday.
The air grows stale
And the feeling of suffocation begins.
My heart stalls after every beat.
The blood runs cold.
My vision grows dim.
Death is only a gasp away.
In a daze, I fall.
Falling to my death,
Where everything stops.
Everything is quite and
The feelings slowly goes
Away.

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