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Breath came in huffs as they sprinted down the snow-covered path…
By all4imagination URL on 09.27.2012
Swim. Swim. Swim. Breath. Swim. Swim. Swim. Swim. Swim. Breath. Swim. Swim. Swim. Breath. Swim. Swim. Swim. Swim. Swim. Swi……..
By Jack Tiffee on 09.27.2012
When December comes,
Heralding the Winter spirits in,
I will pour my breath over
The eastern windowpane of my second-
Scribble your name
With my index finger
In the thin mist Jack Frost
Settles – exhalation
Inspiration – and,
Just before the warmth
Of the Californian sun
Melts away my carefully
Wipe it from existence
With a stroke of my hand.
By Julian Christopher Geritz URL on 09.27.2012
we all breathe the same air as everyone else, in out. in out but why do we think we are superior to one another? we live in the same spaces, the same earth but yet we continue to write people off.
By AshleyKay URL on 09.27.2012
breath to live, breath to kill, breath to believe, love, and enjoy
By brooke on 09.27.2012
How many breaths are left for us?
By Astraiana on 09.27.2012
My breath fogs up glass, and most surfaces. My breath looks like smoke in cold weather. When I was younger I used to pretend I was a dragon. I`m obsessed with my breath smelling minty. I`m not sure why exactly.
By Annelise on 09.27.2012
when i saw him for the first time. he was so good looking. he took my breath away! whenever he’s near me i just go meek, nervous with shallow breathing.what has he done to me?
By kiren on 09.27.2012
This morning it was chilly in the room. But as I took my first breath go the day of my 18th birthday everything felt warm and welcoming, I looked down to find a trail of sticky notes leading to a happy birthday sign in the suite’s living room and i knew I’d found a niche.
By Jessica G on 09.27.2012
Hongi: the exchange of breath, of life. The acknowledgment of breath’s intimacy. A connection of two lives in the same exhale of breath.
By EmilyH URL on 09.27.2012
A breath. One cold empty breath. A breath.One cold empty breath. A breath………….nothing.
By helen xxx URL on 09.27.2012
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then jumped.
By Sky URL on 09.27.2012
Take a deep breath, the man told himself. Not so easy as that. His lungs were crushed. They weren’t really, but it felt like they were. His ribs creeked as his chest expanded, and then again as the air was released form its captivity. It hurt like hell. Once again, he reminisced on how he had allowed himself to come into contact with that other car.
By Woody URL on 09.27.2012
I’m afraid. That last breath, how it will feel when the sheer panic of death goes away and we embrace the aspect of mortality. I’ve never felt comfortable thinking of death or the future.
By Amarie URL on 09.27.2012
I let out a huge breath as I exit the math room. The first one done? It can’t be possible, but it is. I scooted out my chair in a room of silence and slipped my quiz into the class folder. The teacher asked if I double checked my work; I did. And now I’m here, trying to remember how to walk and praying to God that I didn’t fuck up. It’s tough being an English nerd in a math class, especially when you’re the smartest one in there.
By Marissa URL on 09.27.2012
You told me to take a deep breath
I told you it wouldn’t help
I never use my brain
Things get tough and I have no solutions
Only ways to let the sadness swallow me whole
But you have cracked open my skull
And peeked into its darkest recesses
Blown out the dust
And urged it into working order
Because for the first time I admitted to myself
That it would help if I took a deep breath
Because not everything is ending
And I am not dying
And as long as I’m breathing
As long as I’m trying
I am alright
And things will be okay
I will be okay
By fluxandflow URL on 09.27.2012
I am so grateful for the breath of God flowing through my life. I take every breath without even considering its miracle…but when I do think of it, yes, indeed, I am grateful.
By Sheila on 09.27.2012
breath makes me thinks of waterfalls and birds and trees and nature. its freedom. its something everyone can do. and relaxation and excitement and can mean so many things. breath is life. its good
By abigail snoznik on 09.27.2012
No leaf clover, it is a song from the biggest wolrd thrash metal band, created and played for 1st time with the symphony from San Fransisco in 1999
By Hugo on 09.27.2012
calm, tired, yoga, sleep, calm, calm, calm, calm, calm, calm, drifting, panting, running, heart beat, lungs, inhale, chest, slower, calming, tired, calm, calm, calm, deep, sleep.
By Olivia on 09.27.2012
I knew that i had to do something about my life to make it more fun but i couldn’t find anything to do. so i moved to mexico. to learn spanish, to laugh every second that i had, to make new friends, , to have the time of my life, to improve my reading and my english, and for the experiece of having a winter without snow!
By alicia truchon on 09.27.2012
By Carly on 09.27.2012
Once. Twice. Maybe a third time. That was all.
Providing life. The air was sucked in to her lungs. Minimal life. But life all the same.
By esky1118 URL on 09.27.2012
its the air i breathe every day that make me who i am. so just keep breathing and keep on going untill you find the end. Just breathe
By breathe on 09.27.2012
She was sure it would be the last breath she’d take, so she savored it. It was cool, and she breated deeply. How thoughtlless she had been, she though, breathing all that time without ever noticing the wonderful taste of the air.
By ariel4thou on 09.27.2012
By Hillary Li on 09.27.2012
Just when I think I found it I lost it again. It’s not anything in particular that takes it as much as it is a variation of constant thoughts. Sometimes I feel like I can’t catch it and I’ll forever be chasing it. I can’t wait to catch it.
By Lindsey O. URL on 09.27.2012
You breath on my skin was magical. I felt illuminated in a way I had never been. I felt special when your lips grazed mine and was heartbroken to see you go. I was sure I would never love again, never feel again. Yet, here I am, feeling, living, loving.
By Emily URL on 09.27.2012
I want to take a breath but all I feel is the heaviness on my chest wanting to scream out and cry but not be able to do anything. Paralyzed i look for an inhale somewhere in my chest and pray it will escape from my parted lips .
By Jessica on 09.27.2012
He is talking….”just say sorry, even if you know they are wrong, it’s what everyone does. If you stand your ground they will get you, they don’t like being wrong” I realise I am holding my breath, “breath” I tell myself…and everything will be OK, but it isn’t .
By Charlotte4950 URL on 09.27.2012
I breathe. Sometimes you make it difficult. It’s like you’re just there for only the purpose of taking my breath. You suck it out of me. Sometimes you help me breathe. Sometimes you calm me. But most of the time, you take my breath away. Not in the good way though, in the terrible terrible way.
By Alex URL on 09.27.2012
Something was on her heels. She ran hard and fast, harder and faster than she’d ever in her life. If only her fitness instructor could see her now. “Remember to breath”, he always yelled at her when she was about to collapse. Breathing was the last thing on her mind right now though. Staying alive was priority. She would breath later. If she made it.
By Soft URL on 09.27.2012
I Can’t Be Inspired Anymore.
Thinking Is All I Do, But I Can’t Live To Take A Simple Breath And Do It.
I Gave In And Now I Give Up.
I Inspire Others,
But What I Really Need ….
To Freshen My Uninspired, Dusty Skull.
Nothing Lives There, Only My Problems And Fears.
Give Me Inspiration
And Maybe, Just For A Second….I’ll Live Freely And Carelessly.
Remember, Just Breathe.
By NeverKnow on 09.27.2012
Sign of life
Take a break
By Hale on 09.27.2012
Breathing underwater, like breath in winter air. Breathing is hard; Gasping for breath in the darkness, last breath is the best though. About to take a jump off a cliff and I take a breath and then it is amazing. About to start playing music and I take a breath and then music fills the room. Life!
By Seth on 09.27.2012
I took one final breath, pushing myself up against the waves, and then, finally, made the dive into the water, leaving the image of a beautiful, flawless sky behind me. The ocean was filled with imperfections, dark, and twisted. Odd creature floated around me. The coral sung briefly, bright patches. There was no consistency here. It was beautiful.
By Joy URL on 09.27.2012
I took a breath of the fresh, sunny summer day air around me. I could smell the green of the grass and the musky scent of the earth underneath my feet. I could also smell the tar of the street, but that was only a sour tinge, so I was able to ignore it and take in the other scents around me. I was going to take advantage of this beautiful day by walking to work instead of taking the car, which would dominate the oxygen with it’s smog.
By Alexandra on 09.27.2012
I told her:
Look at you! Take a close look and then tell me how I should not love you. You take my breath away.
It’s simple. In and out. Just keep doing it. Keep breathing.
By halbkind URL on 09.27.2012
sometimes is stinky and i don’t like waking up next to someone who has stinky breath, you have to keep it clean with toothpaste i don’t know what to say about breath anymore.
By lauryn URL on 09.27.2012
A sweet thing, breathing, that is. The scent of it, the feel of wind rushing down your throat, filling your lungs with life and purpose. A way of saying: “Ah, you belong here, you belong to live, to thrive and all.”
By David Campbell III URL on 09.27.2012
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