(misspellings and grammatical errors are purposeful in this poem, thank you.)
mostpeople don't live.
they don't even breathe.
mostpeople suffocate to death.
that's a lie.
they were never born so they never died.
they are stillborn.
the potential was there, but they never learned to
breathe.
she is made of cigarettes and magic
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