Scared of death
Friday december 10th 2021
00:01
As weeks pass by,
it feels like I'm drowning,
the water surrounds me
it's starting to rise.
First to my mouth,
and then my nose,
I keep my eyes closed.
Scared of what's next,
what I'm scared of most
is a long painful death.
(Rhyme scheme: a b b a c d d e d e)
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my head is a mess (ENGLISH)
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