Throat stinging,
knuckles bleeding,
voice receding,
muscles trembling,
mirror breaking.
Glass shining,
phone ringing,
blood flowing,
but no one here is breathing.
Imagine ✔
By planetaryinfluence
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Throat stinging,
knuckles bleeding,
voice receding,
muscles trembling,
mirror breaking.
Glass shining,
phone ringing,
blood flowing,
but no one here is breathing.