September 13, 2013
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In the deep depths of the dark water
Ponder the deaths if this was hotter.
The precious people falling purposely
Creating a darker pool of your insanity.
What a creepy color blood is, a float
If only my tears could but it wont.
Listen to my loud pain, my own lyric
With the pressure contained I can’t hear it.
Courtesy to my closing break cut.
Violins violently play, I shut my eyelids.
Under the water it whispers “Wake up.”
And so I did.

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