Stealing The Air Of Life

The Funeral Pyre

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With these lungs, I inhale the air
It slowly escapes through my throat
Into the polluted sky
The air that gives life is gone
Removed from this earth
Each breath brings you closer
To what is the end
But the sky darkens,
My lungs start collapsing
The air that gives life, is taken away
How has the earth become this way?
Out of my esophagus, it has escaped
My breath is no longer,
My lungs are empty,
Waiting for a pure intake,
There will be none
I am here waiting for a source to live
We're stealing the air of life