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oh, sweet lungs, don't fail me now. Your burning has turned into fear. Drills me in my every step; I'm moving quick, but you're always at my heels. Just one more breath, I beg you please, just one more step, you are not weak. My heart is sturdy but it needs you to survive. Breathe, don't you want to breathe? I know that you are strong enough to handle what I need. My capillaries scream. There's nothing left to feed on. My body needs a reason to cross that line. Will you carry me there one more time? Steady, lungs, don't fail me now, I feel you bursting, but you won't let me die. Fill me up with every step; I'm feeling sick, but I'm leaving it behind. Just one more breath, I beg you please, just one more step, you are not weak. My heart is sturdy but it needs you to survive. Breathe, don't you want to breathe? I know that you are strong enough to handle what I need. My capillaries scream. There's nothing left to feed on. My body needs a reason to cross that line. Will you carry me there once more? I have reason to believe that I have victories to taste. I can feel them on my teeth, upon my lips, and in my chest. I can roll them on my tongue: they are more subtle than defeat. I feel the tension in my lungs and every move is fuled by my resolve to breathe. Don't you want to breathe? I know that you are strong enough to handle what I need. My capillaries scream; there's nothing left to feed on. My body needs a reason to cross that line. won't you carry me there one more time?