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---
categories:
- Poetry
date: 2018-03-10 00:00:00 +0000
tags:
- Friendship
- Toxic
title: Asphyxiate
layout: poetry
---
I stopped myself
To take a breather,
But I took it far too late.
My reluctant lungs
Could hardly handle
The second-hand sadness
Yours create.
Each blessing that falls
Into your hand
Soon meets its match
And asphyxiates.