left to my ambitions, i find myself feeling
short of breath and losing hope again.
when will i be free?
when will i feel alive?
i am at my end and i cant breathe.
i can't breathe, everything i do is useless.
i cant do this on my own, im fading.
too may times i've left in silence.
this time i wont give up so soon.
crying out for some relief,
i
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